[Full-time Master]Why is it you again?

The moment the Glory logo appeared on the screen, the whole audience exploded.

Blue Rain fans rejoiced that Yu Wenzhou defeated Rong Yan, even a 1% health difference could not change the outcome of the victory; Baihua fans' condemnation became more and more intense, and it even exploded at this moment.

"Rong Yan, why did you use Zhaoyang Feiyan?"

"Why did you use an ammo expert!?"

As soon as I came out, I was greeted by such a high-decibel shout.

The fan who shouted this sentence had a shrill voice, with incomprehension and anger. In my opinion... he was an idiot.

"It's possible to win. Baihua is about to become the champion. What's wrong with you!" "Just to show off that you know two professions?" "How awesome are you!"

……

The farce performed by Baihua fans was far more intense than I imagined.

I looked at them expressionlessly, with vague angry faces.

Taking a few steps forward, I suddenly smiled.

A long-standing sentence suddenly came to mind:

——Zhang Jiale, why are you leaving! ?

This sentence suddenly came to my mind.

This sentence seems too old to me, because it was all a lifetime ago.

In the last life, I also thought about this question so idiotically, "Why did he leave?"

But now, I just laugh at my ignorance back then.

Ignoring the chaos below, I turned around and instead of returning to the contestants' bench, I walked onto the stage in full view of everyone.

The host was about to announce the two sides of the next game. When he saw me coming, he took a few steps back in horror.

I smiled politely at him and said, "Borrow it." I reached out and took the microphone from the host's hand.

As soon as I arrived, the scene became quiet again.

In the silence, I walked to the center of the stage, holding a microphone, and looked down at the entire audience.

Without any warning, I picked up the microphone, smiled and said, "Do you think I want to apologize?"

"It's ridiculous, you are wrong." I took a deep breath, tilted my head slightly, narrowed my eyes and said, "Because I didn't do anything wrong, and I'm not here to explain or apologize, but to quiet you guys who don't know why. Just don’t affect the emotions of the players behind you.”

——Everyone opened their eyes in surprise.

I smiled leisurely and said, "Ha, you don't think I really care about what you think, do you? A group of 'fans' who haven't even studied Glory in depth and haven't even thought about my choice. , is it not ridiculous to come out and accuse and doubt me? Such an idiot... Oh, naive fans, I think I may not need it. Who knows where you became a fan of me, maybe you will never become a fan in your life. If you understand Glory, then stop being an e-sports fan, clean up and return to your stinky fandom. Breaking away from the fandom is the biggest gift to me."

After saying this quickly, I looked at my eyes and saw, "Very good, there are still 9 minutes left. It seems that my speaking speed has been passed down by Huang Shaozhen."

Taking a step back, in the silence, I turned my eyes to the "fan" who had loudly questioned me as soon as I came out. I raised my lips and gave him a sneer: "I said, do you only know this sentence pattern?'xxx , why xxx', by the way, does my behavior have any direct relationship with you? Oh, do you think I, the real owner, have embarrassed you? Then just take off your fandom, I don't care."

No one speaks anymore.

I saw Manager Baihua’s eyes widened and he was almost breathless. I could tell at a glance that he was feeling sad about his “personality collapse” and losing followers. Unfortunately, he couldn’t influence me.

I rolled my eyes, that's it? I was too lazy to care about my image. I was so depressed that I didn’t care about my image anymore, so I continued:

"Finally, I have never been a puppet with only a persona and an official fake smile to be manipulated/controlled. I have my own character, I have my own ideas, and there is no need to mess with the persona. If it doesn't fit the 'me' in your mind If you have a good image, then just take off your followers. I don’t care if you get negative followers or something.” After saying that, I turned around and put the microphone back into the hand of the host who was stunned, “Excuse me.”

After saying that, I looked up and saw Yu Wenzhou standing on the other side of the host.

The young man looked at me with a smile, his eyebrows under the bangs parted in the middle were soft and elegant.

"I'll borrow it too." Yu Wenzhou imitated what I just said, and then spoke clearly into the microphone, "I'm taking up the rest time to apologize in advance, but I have to say it, because it will be different if I postpone these words to the press conference. .

I think there is nothing questionable about the choice Rong Yan made this time. What you are questioning is her intelligence, her courage, or her hard work? I cannot disclose the tactical issues, but Rong Yan’s choice this time was correct. "

There are very few people who help with marriage these days. I was a little surprised, and then I nodded to him movedly.

"The 1% in this game can basically be regarded as my luck." Yu Wenzhou laughed, "If the 10% difference in blood volume is a hard strength gap, and 5% is a missed opportunity, then 1% is due to luck."

After speaking, Yu Wenzhou returned the microphone to the host and smiled at me again.

We both walked to our respective player seats at the same time, leaving a silence.

Zhaoyang Feiyan: Thank you for speaking for me. By the way, have I led you astray? Grabbing the microphone or something?

Yu Wenzhou: Well...that's right? ^_^It doesn't matter, it should.

Zhaoyang Feiyan: Okay. Anyway, when you come out after the game, I'll treat you to dinner.

Yu Wenzhou: Okay. Then I'll wait/smile

"The second singles match, Blue Rain Zheng Xuan vs. Baihua Zhang Jiale."

Well, everything went according to our pre-match predictions.

I fiddled with my phone, and when I heard the broadcast, I patted Zhang Jiale's shoulder next to me, "Come on."

Zhang Jiale turned his head, looked into my eyes, and our eyes met.

There was still lingering concern in his brown eyes, and he muttered: "Hey, I can definitely win. But, are you okay?"

"You think I have something wrong?" I tilted my head, "It feels good to vent my anger on others."

But...it feels good to be cared for.

I laughed a few times secretly, feeling a little sweet in my heart.

Zhang Jiale also giggled, then his face became a little more serious, and he stood up: "Well...it seems to be fine. Okay, I'm leaving. Then when I return in triumph, we can beat Blue Rain together in the team competition."

I raised my chin at him, narrowed my eyes and smiled confidently, "Definitely!"

……

Zheng Xuan returned to the player's seat a little depressed and sat down.

"Still no one is better...it's a lot of pressure." Zheng Xuan muttered to Huang Shaotian beside him, "But Zhang Jiale has indeed made progress."

"Progress?" Huang Shaotian looked surprised, "Those like him, oh, at our level, can only consolidate their peak strength, and it will take several years at most to make a small step forward... But Zhang Jiale, At this age, your strength is almost at its limit, right? How can you make progress? You feel wrong, right?"

"Hey, Mr. Huang, do you doubt me?"

"It's indeed progress." Yu Wenzhou interjected, "Because of Yanyan."

Huang Shaotian stared: "Why is it related to Yanyan again?"

No reply was received for a while.

At this time, the broadcast sounded: "The third round of singles competition, Blue Rain Song Xiao, versus Baihua Tang Hao."