The strongest king

63

The lights, the stage, the screaming.

The most suspenseful game in China this season kicked off.

The host is interviewing the guests on the sub-stage outside the venue, while the contestants are adjusting the equipment on the main stage.

The jungle position is between the top laner and the middle, and LC's position has always been empty.

At the end of the interview, the camera returns to the commentary stage. Beibei sits between the three commentators. On his left is his old partner, Deep Blue, and on the right is a female commentator named Junjun.

"Today's game should be the most anticipated game for domestic players this year, because it is related to the ownership of the last ticket to the World Finals." Beibei looked down at the notification manuscript he just received "I think the audience friends in front of the screen at this moment should also be able to feel the warm atmosphere of the scene. Many people may have noticed the absence of LC's jungle position. Today's game is indeed a bit special, because some of Wind's personal circumstances are temporary. Couldn't make it, so it was a four-on-five situation on LC's side."

"Yes." Deep Blue said, "Maybe this happens when everyone is in the pub game, but we have almost never seen such a game in professional games. I think LC also made this decision after a lot of thinking. We don't speculate too much about the outcome of this special type of game, but at least in my opinion, they chose to stand on the field and continue the game, which is already very admirable."

Jun Jun said: "The players should be ready, now they have entered the BP, LC blue side BKA red side, LC side is the first to be banned..." She suddenly leaned forward, frowned, "Hey, wait a minute, the director, please show me the footage of the scene."

The big screen immediately changed to the scene on the court, and there was a commotion in the front row of the infield.

Su Zhe bent over, put his hands on his knees, panting almost as if he was out of breath, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, there were large scratches on his knees and elbows, and some wounds were still oozing out Blood, looking embarrassed.

He came in from the main entrance of the stadium. Seeing the preparation screen on the screen, he rushed up without even thinking about it, and even climbed and rolled onto the stage.

He stood in the middle of the stage, all the shots were given to him, and he was also on the screen. Su Zhe closed his eyes and took a deep breath, straightened up and raised his head, turned to face all the audience and the direction of the director and shouted: "I It's LC jungler Wind! Please let me play!"

The audience who didn't know why was obviously confused by this situation, and they were all waiting to see the follow-up development.

The game was suspended, and a few staff members rushed over quickly to take Su Zhe off the stage first. Su Zhe thought what was going on, and kept retreating into the stage. Anxi was originally on the stage directing BP. There was a figure rushing towards the stage, and when they saw clearly that it was Su Zhe, all of them were dumbfounded.

"Sorry, please cooperate with our work." The staff made a gesture of please.

"A hero hasn't been banned yet, and the game hasn't started yet!" Su Zhe said, "Please let me play!"

"Su Shuai!" Anxi called him, "Let's leave this matter to the club to negotiate, and don't talk about it anymore."

"But I have to play!"

"It's useless for you to say more." Anxi replied, "Leave it to us."

The director switched the screen back to the commentary station. After all, the live broadcast, the commentators still couldn't figure out what was going on, so they could only use all kinds of guesswork and nonsense to delay the time to fool the audience watching the live broadcast. There was a riot.

Some people shouted why the game has not started yet, some people said that since everyone has come, why not play, people are animals afraid of incitement, they suddenly began to sympathize with Su Zhe, and even collectively shouted for Wind to play.

Zhang Fanyan felt her heart stopped beating from the moment Su Zhe rushed to the stage.

He couldn't believe that a person who couldn't be found anywhere would appear on the field in this way. What he experienced from yesterday to today was like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs.Looking at the dispute between those few people, Zhang Fanyan was a little anxious. He took off his earphones and walked towards the edge of the stage. The others saw that Zhang Fanyan had passed, and they all passed. Coupled with the shouts from the audience, those who didn’t know thought there was going to be a gang fight , especially Su Zhe is still hanging on.

After a short negotiation, the result given by the organizing committee was that personnel changes were not allowed in the first round, and Su Zhe could play in the second round.

This is already a blessing for LC.

Anxi patted Su Zhe on the shoulder and said, "The next two games are up to you."

Su Zhe wiped his sweat and nodded.

The game restarted, because there was one less player in LC, so in the first game, one point was given away without any suspense, but everyone didn't seem to care much about it, after all, one point is better than two points.

Su Zhe is back, at least he still has a chance to compete.

In the lounge of LC, Su Zhe lowered his head and moved his wrists. His wounds were all wiped clean, but the skin was scratched, and there was nothing serious about it.The others stared at him silently.

"I think my heart will be stopped by you guys sooner or later." Anxi rolled his eyes to the sky, "But fortunately, Su Shuai is back, so it can be regarded as saving a life on the edge of the cliff." He tilted his head, facing Su Zhe said: "You are really the only protagonist in comics. You got there on time, and what did you do with your body? Don't tell me you got into a car accident on the road, it's all written like this in novels."

Su Zhe shook his head, "No, I just fell down and my cell phone was out of battery. The plane was a bit late, and there was a traffic jam after arriving in Shanghai. I was afraid that I would not be able to make it in time, so I ran here."

Zhang Siqing supported her forehead, and said helplessly: "...This is the plot in the novel, how can you catch up with me? You lost everything and you can still bring your contestant card."

"I keep it on me all the time, let's not talk about it." Su Zhe waved his hand, "Which one of you has brought an extra keyboard, I forgot my bag in the taxi, and I didn't bring anything."

Anxi pointed to the bag on the sofa next to him and said, "There is one over there. It's the one I bothered to remind us to bring when we went out today."

Su Zhe followed the direction of Anxi's finger, and happened to see Zhang Fanyan. Zhang Fanyan had been staring at Su Zhe before, but now Su Zhe turned his head and looked at each other. Zhang Fanyan hurriedly lowered his head.

"Oh." Su Zhe responded, and then said: "Do you have any extra team uniforms? I really don't want to wear this one to play."

He returned to Beijing after playing the game yesterday and stayed up all night, and this morning he hurried back again, running and tossing, and he couldn't look at the torn clothes on his body.

"This..." Anxi rubbed his chin, then clapped his hands, "Wait a minute, I'll pick one off from Ah Chen! They're in the auditorium."

An Xi ran away like the wind, leaving five people in the lounge.

Everyone didn't know what to say, and it was extremely quiet for a while.

"I don't know if Su Shuai can wear Ah Chen's clothes." Gao Cheng said silently.

Zhang Siqing continued, "I think it will show your figure especially if you wear it."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone laughed.

After the laughter stopped, Su Zhe suddenly whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Ouch!" Zhang Siqing smiled loosely, "It's raining red to hear Su Shuai's apology, but everyone, don't be so ignorant in the middle and wild games, won't you just win two rounds later?"

Peng Yang said: "It's fine when you come back, there will be more fights when you come back."

Gao Cheng said, "It's just that your way of appearing on stage is really special."

"That's right." Zhang Siqing nodded, "My husband is an unrivaled hero, and one day he will lead me to the finals on a cloud of seven colors—you should play like this."

"I don't have clouds of seven colors." Su Zhe lowered his lips, "There are all kinds of colors on his body."

"Will it affect the game?" Peng Yang asked.

"It's just a flesh wound, nothing serious."

Anxi pushed the door open and came in, and threw the clothes in his hand to Su Zhe, "Try it on."

While putting it on, Su Zhe said, "What is Ah Chen wearing? Are you naked?"

"If you burn your butt, you still have time to worry about him? How many people are willing to watch him even if he is naked." Anxi said, "Some people will watch you if you are naked, but that is called affecting the atmosphere of the game."

After Su Zhe changed his clothes, his shoulders were really narrow, and they were all attached to his body. Anxi commented and said, "It's not bad, it's quite sexy."

Everyone collectively gave him a middle finger.

"Our success or failure depends on this game." Anxi continued, "We have no choice for the BKA match point."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and everyone gathered around, stacked one by one, and then fell heavily.

"LC must win!"

Everyone walked back and forth together, the backstage lights were dim, but the exit was unusually bright, like a person walking in the dark, only aiming at the bright front.Zhang Siqing walked in the front, he shook his head, and said casually: "Don't you think this is the most common scene in many passionate scenes?"

Gao Cheng said: "It would be great if there was some passionate background music, it must be especially in the second grade."

Peng Yang always had a smile on his face, but he didn't speak.

"I often think that it would be great if I could live in comics." Zhang Siqing continued, "In comics, you never have to worry about the direction of the story, because justice will always triumph over evil, the protagonist will always win, dreams will always come true, and the world will eventually There will be peace."

"No, no, no, you really think too much." Gao Cheng shook his head, "Have you seen Slam Dunk, Xiangbei didn't win the national championship in the end, who told you the truth."

Zhang Siqing shrugged, "Who knows?"

They continued to walk forward, and the road seemed extremely long.

Zhang Fanyan slightly raised his head and glanced at Su Zhe who was obliquely in front of him. He took two quick steps, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Su..."

His voice was stuck in his throat, and Su Zhe didn't hear the first half of his sentence. Zhang Fanyan bit his lower lip and mustered up the courage to pull Su Zhe's arm. When Su Zhe turned his head, Zhang Fanyan quickly let go.

"what happened?"

"You..." Zhang Fanyan dodged a little, "Are you okay."

"Yes." Su Zhe responded lightly.

"I thought you...wouldn't be coming back."

Su Zhe smiled slightly, "So I am such a person who doesn't care about the game in your eyes?"

"No, I didn't..." Zhang Fanyan stammered, not knowing what to say next.

"I'm actually not a person who is very good at facing difficulties. When I was in school, I encountered problems that I couldn't do. I didn't do it. Anyway, it doesn't affect anything. My life is too smooth. I don't have any reason to worry about those bumps. I was unhappy playing throughout the summer split, but I still insisted on playing. I found too many reasons for myself, but after thinking about it, there is only one reason, maybe I really like it..." Su Zhe paused, His eyes stopped on Zhang Fanyan for a moment, "You like playing games."

At the end of the tunnel, Su Zhe stepped onto the stage, turned his head and said condescendingly to Zhang Fanyan, "Maybe I wasn't serious about the competition before, but this time, I want to win."

Zhang Fanyan looked up at Su Zhe, behind him was the light and cheers and screams, and the silhouette against the light was outlined with a layer of gold.

For some reason, a word suddenly appeared in Zhang Fanyan's mind.

King's return.