Chapter 110 Offline Competition 1
The second day of the offline competition was a chaotic mess in the Tadpole Video live stream room.
An Jin's fans and Jiang Jinhan's fans were locked in a fierce battle. The overnight public opinion storm caused the two's CP fans to go to extremes, and they immediately announced that they had entered a glorious evolution, using the meager strength of the CP fans to provoke the sensitive nerves of the toxic fans on both sides.
It was a very lively day.
Tadpole's official live stream room surpassed one million online viewers, with a hundred moderators, yet they still couldn't manage the screen full of comments.
What netizens care about more than the team's advancement to the finals is the process.
Here she comes, here she comes, An'an is here.
Damn, no wonder so many An fans are trying to cover it up as an accident. Their lips are swollen like that, it's about the same as when I fell flat on my face last year.
Why is An'an's mouth so swollen? Did Jiang Jinhan weld a chainsaw into her mouth? Look what he did to An'an's mouth.
Hahahaha, damn it, I can't stand it. I'm about to explode if I look at these two for even one more time.
Brother Wang's speech is slurred; how much force did An'an use to pull him last night?
This is what happens when I get really angry playing games.
The competition hasn't started yet, but I'm already looking forward to the recording. I remember An'an is the commander, right? With her mouth like that, I wonder how she'll command.
Both teams have taken their places on the field.
The image on the big screen changed to show the players from both sides preparing for the start of the match.
Viewers waiting in the live stream saw two commentators.
An Jin calmly organized her equipment. In this offline competition where men outnumbered women, every time her face appeared on the big screen, it would elicit cheers from both men and women.
Even with soundproof glass, the cheers could still reach An Jin's opponents.
The teams that made it to the offline finals are all top performers on their respective platforms. During yesterday's rehearsal, An Jin's name had already started circulating among all the teams.
"Wow, so many people, are they all here to see An'an?"
An Jin's opponent turned to look at the audience below. The banner with An Jin's photo, the light board with An Jin's name, and the heart-wrenching shouts made the scene just as lively as a celebrity meet-and-greets.
"You're only finding out now? It's not easy for such a beautiful woman to appear in the gaming world, so she's bound to be a hot topic."
"Hey, didn't the team leader chat up Brother Wang during rehearsal yesterday afternoon? How about it, did he ask for An'an's WeChat?"
What do you think?
"Okay... the captain is really useless."
"After all, they're not from the same platform, so it's normal that they're hard to get."
"Tsk, I've been looking for ages, and there's not a single fan supporting our team, damn it."
"There are still some, look in the corner."
"...Why did you squeeze our team's fans into this position?"
“My longtime fan told me that someone paid to switch places with him.”
"Huh? What kind of operation is this?"
"It's because I'm chasing after celebrities. Do you know how much the tickets were being resold for today?"
How much?
"Three thousand per sheet."
"Huh? Ten times the price? Are scalpers going to die?"
"Even this is priceless and unavailable."
"How can it be so expensive? The tickets are only a little over two hundred."
Even a decent viewing spot only costs a little over 500 yuan from the official price.
"Who told An'an to be unable to sleep today because she has to play in a competition? She has a lot of bosses, and many of them couldn't get tickets, so they just threw money at her."
"The scalpers must be making a killing..."
An Jin didn't know if the scalpers were making a killing, but she was going crazy from all the noise.
She is always focused when playing games. Once she enters the game, she doesn't even care about the injury on her lip and controls her hero to establish vision.
She got into the zone quickly, and her professional and calm demeanor reassured the rest of the team, allowing them to focus entirely on the game.
In comparison, their opponents are having a much harder time.
The more I play this game, the more something feels off.
An Jin had too many fans in the audience.
Once Anjin's team gains an advantage, the fans in the audience cheer and applaud.
But when their team gained the advantage, the ill-mannered fans in the audience not only didn't cheer, but some even booed and shouted.
Even though An Jin was playing away from home, the presence of these fans created the feeling of her playing at home.
She found an opportunity.
They cheered for her quick wit.
She made the right decision.
They agreed that she was right.
Sound has power.
When the entire arena is filled with the voices of An Jin's fans, all of her opponent's decisions in the game will only result in repeated failures.
Because a voice hovered above them, telling them that they were not part of the victory that the people below the stage longed to see.
"Let's congratulate Captain Jiang Jinhan and his team on their crushing 0-2 victory in the first match of this offline tournament!"
"What a thrilling match, the losing team..."
"Yes, I hope the losing teams won't lose confidence in themselves. We still have a long time in the offline competition, and the losing teams still have a chance to compete for the final championship!"
"Yes, let's hand the next scene over to the host and hear what the contestants who just finished the competition have to say."
As the two commentators finished speaking, the live stream switched to the offline stage.
An Jin and her group lined up on the stage according to their positions.
Two hosts, a man and a woman, sandwiched them between each other, holding microphones and asking some old-fashioned questions.
There were originally only three microphones on stage: two were in the hands of the host, and one was held by Jiang Jinhan.
But after those two questions, An Jin found herself holding a permanent microphone.
After asking her questions, the female host always liked to call out An Jin's name again.
The microphone was a bit heavy. An Jin finally managed to finish asking the questions with the two hosts and thought she could throw the microphone away immediately, but she didn't expect that the next segment would be to draw fans to come on stage.
Five fans were randomly selected to come on stage, and four of them said they liked An Jin.
Generally, fans who are selected in this segment bring something on stage. These things are either gifts for their favorite contestants or props for creating fun.
An Jin's fans were no exception, except that they were carrying a lot more than usual.
The male host looked at Zhao Bingqiao, who was carrying large bags and small packages onto the stage, and joked, "This An'an fan must have just emptied the mall before coming to watch our competition, right?"
Zhao Bingqiao smiled modestly and said without any stage fright, "Yes, it's not easy to see An'an in person, so these are all gifts I prepared for her."
An Jin raised the microphone: "Thank you, sister, but these gifts are too expensive. I appreciate your kindness."
An Jin really liked all these luxury items, but she didn't dare to accept them in front of so many people.
Zhao Bingqiao smiled, but she didn't respond to An Jin's words.
The two interacted with the host for a while, and when the interaction ended and Zhao Bingqiao was about to leave, she suddenly turned around in front of everyone, stood on tiptoe and left a red lip print on An Jin's cheek.
Then, amidst the cheers of the fans, Zhao Bingqiao proudly waved to the fans below the stage, left the gifts behind, and jogged away from the stage.
An Jin was left alone, shocked, and reached out to touch the spot on her face where she had just been kissed.
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