In his previous life, Lin Yifeng was tricked by his first love into going abroad, missing the period of rapid development in his homeland.
He finally managed to amass a fortune of hundreds of...
Qian Feng looked bitter.
At noon, he received a last-minute notification from Lin Yifeng, asking him to commentate on a Street Fighter match with Ye Wuzheng.
Like many other players, their first reaction was to directly ask Lin Yifeng.
What is commentary?
Lin Yifeng wiped away his cold sweat.
After explaining it to the two of them and having them describe and predict the players' actions and moves, the two finally had a general idea.
When the afternoon match started, the two of them sat in their chairs with the intense gazes of countless players behind them, and they were still a little flustered.
However, when the character selection screen appeared on the TV screen, both of them focused their attention on the game and picked up their microphones.
"On the left is our familiar Roaring God, and he's playing Chun-Li this game!"
"This is also one of the decisions he excels at."
"On the right is our only foreign friend who made it to the semi-finals in this competition."
"He particularly likes the character of Ai Long."
Qian Feng started the conversation, and Ye Wuzheng followed along.
“I have observed this foreign friend’s Long. His combos are very sharp and he has a strong ability to seize opportunities.”
"But to be honest, this duel..."
Ye Wu paused deliberately, and Qian Feng echoed him.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Wuzheng shook his head and sighed.
"I think this duel has somewhat weakened the power of the Roaring Celestial."
"This foreigner doesn't understand Chinese."
Qian Feng was slightly taken aback.
Immediately, many players outside burst into laughter.
Even Lin Yifeng, who was watching the game, was at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.
Ye Wuzheng isn't very good at Street Fighter, but he does have a talent for commentating on matches.
The competition began soon after.
As the semifinals, the game opted for a best-of-seven (Bo7) series to decide the winner.
In the first two rounds, the men successfully suppressed the foreigners and took the lead with two points.
The man continued to taunt and shout, trying to influence the foreigner's mindset, but he was still at a disadvantage due to language barriers, and the foreigner remained unmoved.
They quickly turned the tide by leveraging their understanding of the game.
Ye Wu was watching the match on the screen, his brows furrowed.
"It seems like the foreigners here have figured out the tricks of the Roaring Celestial!"
"Should we try a different approach to launch an attack now?"
The foreigner quickly figured out the man's tactics and scored four consecutive points, successfully extending the score to "2:4".
However, the man did not give up. Instead, he changed his playing style and played more skillfully and oilily, winning another point by pushing his opponent to the bottom of the board.
With the score at a close 3:4, many players in the audience became tense.
Qian Feng, with a solemn expression, was explaining the situation from the side.
"They've adjusted very quickly here, changing their original offensive style and playing more aggressively."
"If we could get just one more point, it might change the game!"
"At that time, foreign friends will have to bear even greater pressure."
This prompted the audience to cheer and encourage the crowd.
Many people stared intently at the screen, hoping for a miracle.
Unfortunately, the men's team ultimately fell short, making various mistakes in the final set, which allowed the foreign players to seize the opportunity and launch a fierce counterattack, ultimately resulting in their defeat in the semifinals.
Conversely, after the foreigner won, in addition to the cheers of the audience, other contestants also felt sorry for him.
"It's a pity. If the Roaring Celestial Venerable hadn't been unable to speak bird language, it's really hard to say who would have won."
"What kind of gibberish is that? English! Who can beat the Roaring Celestial Venerable if he speaks English?"
"Is the foreigner going to win the championship?"
"You never know! This foreigner's got some nerve!"
The atmosphere at the scene became somewhat somber.
But soon after the second semi-final match began, everyone's gloom dissipated and they began to pay attention to the second match.
This match was a duel between two athletes from other cities in Zhongzhou, featuring various aerial battles and exchanges that thrilled the audience.
Many of the media outlets that came to interview the game didn't understand video games at all, and couldn't comprehend why so many players were so excited.
After a thrilling and exciting battle, one of the older players, approaching middle age, successfully secured the final victory.
During the halftime break, the foreigners on the other side also gathered together to discuss their strategy for the next game.
On the other side, the middle-aged man was also discussing with many game enthusiasts, and began to analyze the shortcomings of foreigners.
The player whose behavior was similar to "Roaring Celestial" also took the initiative to come to them and tell them about his experience fighting against foreigners and what points to pay attention to.
Neither side's think tank was willing to admit defeat. One side, a foreign friend, wanted to win the championship to prove himself, while the other side wanted to keep the championship in Zhongzhou.
Before the final began, Xu Qingyi placed the custom-made championship trophy on the display stand outside the door.
The crystal trophy sparkled in the sunlight.
This immediately drew gasps from the audience.
"This competition even has a trophy?"
"Holy crap! They're giving you money and a trophy too!"
"These have trophies too?"
The middle-aged man and the foreign friends who appeared at the same time all focused their attention on the trophy.
These days, there aren't any formal gaming competitions; even if there were, you'd have to cross the ocean to participate.
The moment they saw the trophy, their eyes were filled with longing.
Ye Wuzheng also took the microphone and walked up to the international friends.
"What are your thoughts on this match?"
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