I really don't want to be famous anymore

Chapter 67

"Nice, I won!"

"Who said LJ is invincible? Open your eyes wide and see, we have proved the truth by slaying the gods."

"Old fish, please keep your voice down, I'm going deaf."

The competition hall was filled with cheers of joy, and the five people's faces turned red with excitement, and their saliva flew all over the place.

"This contestant, please don't get too excited. Don't stand on the chair. If it is damaged, you will be compensated according to the price." The referee couldn't help reminding.

Lao Yu's expression froze, he lowered his head, and saw his teammates looking up at him, so he quickly jumped off the chair and wiped the chair surface with footprints indiscriminately.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm so happy, I'm really sorry."

He looked at the referee, embarrassed, and kept apologizing.

"Be careful next time, if you commit another crime, you will be given a yellow card." The referee nodded.

Ji Xian drank saliva, moistened his dry throat, rubbed his temples with his hands, and said, "Don't be too happy, the game is not over yet, so don't take it lightly."

They were able to win the first game largely due to good luck.

There were two waves of team battles between the two sides. In the first wave, LJ was knocked into the air by the Juggernaut and lost the opportunity to start a team before losing to the anchor team.

In the second wave, LJ's Xingyun was reckless, rushed too far, lost touch with the team, disrupted the team's plan, and lost.

But in the final analysis, LJ underestimated the enemy.

They didn't pay much attention to the anchor team from the beginning of the game, thinking that the team composed of private anchors was vulnerable, unable to get on the stage, and could not be a professional opponent.

It was this kind of arrogance that caused them to make mistakes again and again in the game, and failed to show the strength that the championship team should have.

LJ was defeated, and the auditorium was also full of sighs.

"This is the championship team? It's ridiculous. Even the improvised anchor team can't win. It's not as good as the previous professional team. Find a factory to work!"

"All of LJ is sleepwalking, Xingyun is fighting something in the last wave of team battles, and he dares to go up even if he has no vision, so he will give away so much money, what a waste of food."

"Xingyun is just a brush, Jing and Lan are banished, and they retire on the spot."

"What are you blind BBs? You guys are awesome! I don't want to watch the Winter Champions Cup without you. What a bunch of cows and horses."

……

The head coach of Chaofan Club, Han Bin, was sitting in the auditorium. After watching the whole game, he shone seriously and said to himself: "Ji Xian must be allowed to join Chaofan. He will be the most important piece of the puzzle for Chaofan's rise."

Without thinking about it, he took out his phone and called his boss, Shen Le, the founder of the Extraordinary Club.

"Hey, boss, I sent you the video of the game via WeChat. The anchor team won the first game. Remember to take a look when you have time. Ji Xian's performance is very eye-catching. I personally feel that he must join the club."

The other end of the phone was silent for three or two seconds, and a magnetic male voice came: "I won't watch the video. I came down to find out what you said about Ji Xian. It's really good. I'll come over now. After the game, you can make an appointment." He, come to Mingyue Teahouse, doesn’t he want me to talk to him in person? It’s exactly what I want.”

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Han Bin clenched his fists, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and prayed: "Ji Xian, you must join Chaofan! Chaofan has been sinking for two consecutive seasons. If this continues, it will not be far from disbanding."

On the match stage, LJ's players did not stay in the arena to rest, and were called back to the backstage lounge by the head coach.

There is no way, the beating is too bad, and I must be reprimanded.

The commentator Cup and Liangren chatted and laughed in the commentary booth, talking about interesting things about professional teams.

The second game won't start until half an hour later, so don't panic.

Suddenly, the director's camera shot was shown to someone. With the appearance of this person on the big screen, everyone present became uneasy.

There was an endless stream of screams and roars, and the sports center became a mess. The scene was out of control for a while, but thanks to the security personnel who came forward to stop it in time, the chaos did not go wrong.

The person on the big screen was wearing a black windbreaker, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face seemed to be carved out of a mold, he was upright and handsome.

He is Ming, a King of Kings Grand Slam player, has four FMVPs, nicknamed in the industry, God of Kings!
Seeing this great god, no one is not excited whether it is the audience at the scene or the audience watching the game through the live broadcast platform.

"Pluto! Long time no see, I miss you."

"Congratulations! The first god in the history of glory has appeared, let us shout out his name, Ming."

"Ming, how long will it take you to play! KPL without you is no fun at all, I want to watch you play."

A series of hoarse roars echoed in the spacious sports center. He turned his head, looked at the director's camera not far away, smiled and waved his hands as a greeting.

His actions ignited the atmosphere again, and the intensity of the competition vaguely exceeded that of the World Championship.

Ming's influence can be imagined.

Because Ji Xian was in the competition hall, he could only see the crazy scenes outside and was unable to get specific information, so he was confused for a while.

"Is this celebrating for us?" he asked puzzledly.

"No, Ming appeared."

Lao Yu was watching the live broadcast without squinting. The scene of the live broadcast was the Invitational Tournament of Kings.

The competition hall couldn't watch the big screen, so it had to make a bad move.

Ji Xian's pupils contracted slightly, is Ming coming?The idol of the original owner, the man known as the God of Kings.

"Ming, a true legend! At his peak, he was unstoppable. He led the King team to sixteen consecutive victories, and has not been surpassed so far. My jungler learned from him. He is really strong."

Kejie praised him without hesitation. Who doesn't know Ming as a king?He is the belief and benchmark in the hearts of millions of players.

Nan Shang and Lai Hen gathered beside Lao Yu to watch the live broadcast, both of them were fans of Ming.

If it wasn't for the fact that the auditorium was blocked by the security personnel, they would have rushed out of the competition hall to give Ming a big hug.

"My Hades, I haven't played since I joined Chaofan. Chaofan's coach is really sick, fuck it."

Tears were in a complicated mood, and she swears. Idols can't play games, and fans will naturally feel sad.

Nan Shang sighed and sighed: "I hope Hades can play next season, even if it doesn't work, it's best to change clubs. Chaofan's performance last season was at the bottom of the league and he is not worthy of him."

Ji Xian couldn't help laughing, is it really okay for you to scold Chaofan in front of me?It won't be long before I may be one of the extraordinary.

The four of them didn't know that Superman's head coach Han Bin invited Ji Xian. If they knew, they would definitely dissuade them.

The episode ended, the half-hour break passed in a flash, and the second game between the anchor team and LJ started.

Sitting under the stage wearing a windbreaker, Ming stared at the ID of the Great Demon King. His dark eyes became deeper and deeper, like a deep ancient pool, making it impossible to figure out his specific thoughts.

"Is this the person who robbed me of being number one at the peak? There are indeed two brushes."

(End of this chapter)