Chapter 10
We didn't chat for long before a staff member came over and called the contestants to assemble.
As the team leader Yuwen Yu, who was neither in training nor a player, and Chi Mo, who was getting a free ticket to the game, smiled at each other and had a tacit idea in their minds.
"I want to take these children with me. Can you go find Zhang Yuxuan first?" Yu Wenyu spoke first.
Chi Mo nodded when he heard this: "Well, I'll go find him."
"Okay, you still remember how to get there, right?" Yuwen Yu said. "Although this venue is newly built, the structures of all competition venues are similar. If you still remember how to get there three years ago, you shouldn't be mistaken."
But even so, I still felt a little worried.
Yu Wenyu had originally planned to lead his men there himself, but before he could even open his mouth, Chi Mo smiled and replied, "Don't worry, I won't go the wrong way."
After saying that, he took out the new mask that Zhang Yuxuan had left for him before he was called away from his pocket. After hanging it neatly on his ears, the white mask instantly covered most of his face.
"I'm leaving." Chi Mo waved goodbye to everyone. Before stepping out of the lounge, he specially said hello to Xiangjiu's group of children.
The children stood up with red faces, bowed in an orderly manner and watched the people leave.
Inside the venue, all the spectators who wanted to watch the game had already entered.
The entire venue was packed with people, all of whom were holding up handwritten "support boards" with great enthusiasm. At a glance, the huge crowds were a spectacular sight.
When Chi Mo sneaked out from the backstage, he was also amazed by the enthusiasm of watching the game offline. Although the game had not started yet, the experience of watching the game offline for the first time had already skyrocketed.
This was completely different from when he was playing professionally. The feeling of being asked to wear headphones and isolated from the world as soon as he got on stage greatly weakened his senses. It was the first time for him to feel the atmosphere in the venue so intuitively. Finally, something was different.
He followed the sign all the way to Xiangjiu's coaching seat. In order not to attract attention, he deliberately took a well-lit path and kept his head down the whole time. With the mask covering his face, no one noticed him except those who were paying attention.
After Chi Mo came out from the backstage, Xiangjiu's coaches and training teachers had already focused their attention on him.
They arrived five or six minutes earlier than Chi Mo. Logically, everyone should have been seated by now, but this time, they were unusually slow in their movements, as if they were hesitating about something, and no one sat down.
The tense atmosphere didn't loosen until Chi Mo came to their side. He looked at the training team standing in a row in the coaching booth and was a little confused: "Sit down, why are you all standing?"
Chi Mo looked at these people standing as stiff as telephone poles in a daze, feeling extremely surprised.
However, as soon as he said this, several people immediately echoed him: "Master Chi, please sit down first."
"Let me sit first?" Chi Mo opened his eyes wide and pointed at himself in surprise. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. This treatment was a bit too good.
I saw a few people nodding their heads like chicks pecking at rice, not thinking there was anything wrong with doing so.
When they heard Zhang Yuxuan say that Chi Mo would watch the game with them, they were thinking about how to arrange a proper and polite seat for him. After thinking for a long time, they still felt that letting the other party make his own choice was the most respectful way.
So, these veterans of the training and competition team who were usually arrogant and domineering and had the final say did not take their seats after arriving at the coaching seats, just to wait for Chi Mo to arrive and let him sit down first.
Chi Mo had no idea what they were thinking. He only knew that if he didn't sit down, this group of people would most likely not take any action.
So he didn't hesitate and found a seat closest to him and sat down.
Sure enough, it was not until he sat down that the group began to get restless.
"Holy crap! Isn't that disgusting? I'm the one sitting here!"
"Which eye of yours saw that this spot was yours? If you don't have the guts to grab it, then stop yelling here!"
"No, why are you pushing me? I want to sit here!"
"Get out of the way! Your name isn't on this seat, so why should I give it to you?"
Several grown men were arguing and showing off their excellent skills in grabbing seats. The winners managed to grab the seats next to Chi Mo by relying on their reaction speed and eye contact.
After they finished making a fuss, the contestants came on stage one after another.
Chi Mo collected his thoughts and focused on experiencing his first offline game viewing experience.
But the people around were not idle. It was the first time for them to watch the game with Chi Mo. They were mixed with excitement and nervousness. They always wanted to do something just to give Chi Mo the best physical examination.
But they really had no experience in taking care of people. After hesitating for a long time, they handed him water and a blanket, and asked him if he needed a pillow. This scene made Chi Mo stunned.
He was very grateful for the care these people had given him. In order not to let their kindness down, Chi Mo gladly accepted their care, but his attention was still on the competition stage. His beautiful, bright eyes stared intently at it, making the contestants who were debugging the equipment on the stage shy and flustered.
Because it was the inner field, the coaching seats of the two teams were very close to each other, and such a large-scale action on their side could hardly fail to attract Mu Yu's attention.
The noisy sound attracted the attention of many people on Mu Yu's side.
A stranger who suddenly appeared in the Xiangjiu coaching booth became the focus of their attention.
"What's going on? Why is there a newcomer sitting in Xiangjiu's coaching booth? I've never seen him before?" After a while, someone couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you all surprised?"
The veterans who had worked at Wanjie for a long time were used to it and said indifferently, "What's so surprising about this? Players may change mid-game, let alone the training group. Don't worry."
Having said that, people still couldn't help but cast their gazes. Someone asked: "But there's no competition training badge around his neck? No, there's nothing hanging on it at all!"
"Maybe it's the investor." Ms. Zhang Yan, the leader of Mu Yu's team, shrugged indifferently, not really caring.
They have seen many people like this who are pushed in by investors. They are all given concessions in every way and have too much power. It is no longer surprising.
After Zhang Yan settled the contestants, he glanced across at the other side and said calmly, "Those who can sit in the center position with the best viewing angle are either investors or their children."
As soon as she finished speaking, the assistant standing beside her tilted her head and expressed her doubts: "That's not right, right? There are seats reserved for investors in the venue, right? And even if they have to sit in the training area because there are no seats, they can't all wait for him to arrive before they dare to sit down, right? Everyone knows that Xiangjiu's training is notoriously domineering. Who would have the dignity to make them wait?"
A member of the Muyu training team who had been staring at that place for a long time came over and said, "Yeah, I've been observing for a long time too. They really waited for the boy in the mask to pass by and sit down before anyone else dared to sit down. I also saw the Xiangjiu training teachers offering him water and asking if he needed pillows or blankets. I was stunned at the time, thinking that this guy looked so young, yet he had so much power that even the Xiangjiu training team had to accommodate him. Oh no, should I say take care of him? No, it feels more like we should just follow his arrangements."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the staff members who were not very interested in this matter looked over, including Coach Pan Sihua of Muyu, who was not doing BP today but was organizing BP information.
"What? So amazing? You put it that way, I'm really interested," he said, looking over curiously. "Who is this guy? Those tough guys in the Xiangjiu training team are actually so obedient. It's really bizarre."
"That's right," said Mu Yu's data analyst. "But I think this is probably the son of some big boss, or the illegitimate son of their CEO. Look, he's so young, in his early twenties. Whether he's an illegitimate child or a legitimate young master, the age is completely appropriate. And he's wearing a mask, so it's obvious that he's not convenient to show up. He's definitely a young master."
Pan Sihua nodded, feeling that the other party's words made sense. "Indeed, otherwise it is impossible to explain why a young man in his early twenties who still wears a mask and refuses to show his face would be so respected by the men in the Xiangjiu training team."
As he spoke, he felt saddened by the scene and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, I really envy these kids who can rely on their parents. If they don't rely on anyone and only rely on themselves to fight in society, a young man in his early twenties would never be able to climb to such a respected position. Age is a limitation. Without experience and strength, it's impossible to expect others to respect you. He is not..."
"Wait...!" The words on the tip of his tongue stopped abruptly. Pan Sihua felt as if he was struck by lightning. For a moment, his whole body felt like an electric current was passing through it, and his whole body was numb.
He turned his head abruptly and met Zhang Yan's eyes. His voice trembled slightly as he spoke slowly but with a hint of certainty, "Actually, there's another person who meets the requirements!"
In his early twenties, he's not comfortable showing his face, he's powerful, and the training team respects him...
Isn’t this it!
Zhang Yan's pupils trembled, and she opened her mouth but said nothing. However, Pan Sihua understood from her micro-expression that she was thinking the same thing as him.
Is this really not a dream?
The answer was so shocking that they didn't even dare to speak out.
The two of them just looked at each other in silence for a long time.
On the surface, it looked like an ordinary eye contact, but only they themselves knew how turbulent their hearts were at that moment.
——No way? It can’t really be that great god!!!
When I thought about this possibility, and how highly likely it was, my mind stopped working.
The two of them kept repeating an ID in their minds, repeating it over and over again until they could almost hear the ringing in their ears.
They stopped staring at each other and turned their gazes to the Xiangjiu coaching seat. Without any restraint, they stared at the thin boy who was surrounded by the Xiangjiu training team who were having a lively conversation, like a moon surrounded by stars.
After I already had a biased answer in my mind, the more I looked at it, the more it seemed like it.
Both of them took a deep breath, feeling incredible. At the same time, they were looking forward to the answer in their hearts becoming positive as soon as possible, but at the same time they were very nervous and did not want to face this result so early. Whether it was the disappointment of getting nothing in return, or the trance he really brought about, it made people at a loss.
Complex emotions lingered in their hearts, and the two seemed to have thought of something and suddenly began to sigh.
If what they thought was correct, if it really was that person, then they would definitely visit him in person after the game.
This should have been a super happy thing, but unfortunately, it happened to be the day of the battle for the top spot in Group S.
Can't they do it another day? Why today? And confirm it right at the competition venue! This totally ruins the atmosphere!
People laugh when they are speechless.
Zhang Yan and Pan Sihua smiled bitterly.
They often feel that God's arrangements are really magical.
Always give you huge surprises that you cannot bear at the moment when you are not prepared.
Any day would be fine, why choose the game day?
How could they calm down and focus on the team? Their souls were completely absorbed into that person. Was there any chance of winning the game?
Although they were not playing the game on the court, as supporters of the logistics work, this situation has greatly affected their judgment.
Just like now, the team leaders and coaches, who should have been preparing for the game, are all a little distracted.
It's really fucked up. After finally meeting each other, I can't even show my best side. It's so frustrating...
Both of them had dazed eyes.
One roared in deep despair.
——Ahhh, if I had known we would run into each other, I should have washed my hair today! How can I look so sloppy when I go to see the Pond God?
One roared helplessly.
——I’m so annoyed. Why did you have to wear such an ugly outfit today? How can I face people like this?
They each have their own concerns and their own limitations.
However, this is not the most desperate thing.
The most despairing thing was that the contestants who were supposed to be debugging their computer equipment while sitting on the competition stage suddenly looked in the same direction.
The pre-match communication area, which is usually full of trash talk, is no longer dominated by nonsense words, arrogant pre-match quotes and emoticons.
Instead, an extremely serious question popped up, ending all conversations.
——『That person, is that the Pond God?』
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