At that time, the solo competition in Hall D also reached a small climax, and Jian Yao from the Zongji team took the first blood.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely exciting.

Many fans were still shouting in unison, "God Jian, God Jian."

Song Nanwu could vaguely hear the bustling atmosphere in Hall D while walking outside. She lowered her eyes to glance at the ticket in her hand, and her dark eyes flashed slightly.

Si Jin is the captain of the Zongji team. Is this the reason why he didn't return to Beicheng?

There were staff members standing at the entrance of Hall D, one on the left and one on the right, one man and one woman.

Song Nanwu glanced at them, her eyes falling on the work badges on their chests, and then she calmly handed over the tickets in her hand.

"Can I go in now?" she asked.

"OK."

The person who spoke was the slightly plump man on the left. He smiled at her, took the ticket from Song Nanwu's hand, and tore off the duplicate ticket.

Song Nanwu took the ticket and walked towards Hall D. Suddenly, she twisted her ankle and fell towards the woman on her right.

The latter caught her subconsciously.

A cold light flashed across his fingertips, and Song Nanwu took the opportunity to cut off the woman's work badge.

"Sorry, I sprained my ankle." Song Nanwu stood up and smiled apologetically.

That smile was not as casual as usual, it was friendly and bright, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Beautiful things are often pleasing to the eye. The woman looked at it with some signs, but quickly came to her senses and smiled back, "It's okay."

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this woman is so beautiful and has a good figure.

Song Nanwu didn't linger at the door any longer and strode into Hall D.

Compared to the quiet outside, it is extremely lively inside.

The seats were almost full, and at a glance, they were all filled with people, holding glow sticks, cheering signs, or other cheering items in their hands.

Song Nanwu quickly took a look at the structure inside Hall D. In addition to the competition stage, there was also a commentary desk and a large screen showing the battle situation.

Solo is a personal battle, where both sides fight in the middle lane, and the winner is determined by killing the opponent three times or pushing down two towers.

The current battle record is that Zong Ji and Zong Heng have each taken the first blood of the opponent. Now the two heroes are fighting in the middle lane again, and both sides are constantly using their skills and ultimate moves.

Soon, the Zongheng team got another blood, but the hero they controlled did not survive and fell to the ground due to the damage from the skills.

It can be said that both sides suffered losses and died together, and no one gained the upper hand.

"I have to say that both Jian Shen and Su Lei performed very steadily. No one took advantage of the other in this wave. Come, let's take a look at the replay." Commentator A said.

Commentator B: "Now both teams only have one tower left. We still have one chance to get a triple kill and win. After Jian Shen and Su Lei resurrect, it will be match point in our solo match. Tsk tsk, who will win in the end?"

"Jian Shen and Su Lei are both veterans of the team. It's hard to say who will win this solo match!"

The two commentators were talking to each other on the stage, and the fans of Zongji and Zongheng also got excited and cheered for the teams they supported.

"Zongji, Zongji, Zongji."

"Vertical, vertical, horizontal, vertical."

For a moment, it seemed as if only these two sounds could be heard in the entire scene.

This solo friendly match was also broadcast live online, and cameras captured the atmosphere on the scene.

Song Nanwu looked at the camera position next to the competition stage. There were people coming in and out behind it. It seemed that this was the backstage of the competition.

She didn't see Si Jin when she came in from the gate of Hall D. Moreover, as the captain of the Zongji team, how could he possibly watch the game on site?

She took out a black jacket from her backpack and put it on, then put on a baseball cap to cover her face. Song Nanwu put the backpack in the emergency compartment, and taking advantage of the lively atmosphere, she headed towards the backstage.

Suddenly someone came over, and the people backstage couldn't help but look over.

But seeing the work badge hanging on Song Nanwu's chest, no one paid much attention to it. They thought she was a staff member. No one stopped her when she walked into the backstage with a swagger.

At the same time, the heroes of both sides resurrected from the fountain almost at the same time, and then rushed towards the middle lane without wasting a second.

It is not difficult to imagine that before long, there will be another fierce battle.

"It seems that the strength of the Zongheng team has improved a lot during this period!"

In the lounge, Nie Hao watched the solo battle on the TV in front of him and commented calmly.

Si Jin was sitting lazily on the sofa. Hearing this, he chuckled and was about to speak when his cell phone rang.

He glanced down, then stood up and walked outside.

"Captain, where are you going?" A cute-looking boy leaning on a chair looked at him and asked.

Si Jin paused in opening the door and glanced at him sideways, "Restaurant, wanna go?"

Receiving the gaze of his boss, Meng Ruo quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, I'm just asking."

Damn it, the trauma of the last time he peed in the toilet with the captain hasn’t faded yet, so he’s not going to seek trouble.

After saying that, Si Jin opened the door and walked out.

Although Song Nanwu had sneaked into the backstage, she didn't know where Si Jin was. She was about to ask passers-by when she saw a familiar figure walking towards her from one end of the corridor.

If it’s not Si Jin, then who is it?