Chapter 39

"OK, let's take a look at the final stats."

Wanjiqi clicked on the VG vs 8EASY match.

Because after Sanye collapsed, 8EASY chose to withdraw directly, so there were only stats for Map 1 Inferno.

The total score was finally calculated as 16:7.

Leading the way was naturally Jiao Yang, who led the team to victory—

"This Ori killed 27, you have to know, half of the rounds in the first half were saving guns!"

"This is too damn strong."

"The damage is also very high. However, the damage on VG's side is quite high, after all, the opponent only had 7 points."

"Not much to say, everyone stood up in the end, okay."

"But I'll still vote for Ori for MVP."

After voting, Wanjiqi casually flipped through the match comment section, most of which were foreigners.

At first, it was all kinds of EZ4, such as:

【#EZ4VICI】

【ez for kaze and freeman】

Then it was the shock when the roster was announced.

【WHERE IS FREEMAN】

【ez 4 mitsuha -cn last hope】

【wow two Russians】

Then it was foreigners and Chinese people arguing about Sanye cheating; Chinese people generally thought Sanye was a cheater, while foreigners had less information and were more willing to believe Sanye was a genius teenager like ropz.

However, soon, the comment section was occupied by a group of Dota2 players—

【WTF? Ori? CSGO?? COACH???】

【Aren't they the ones who just won the Major championship?】

【I heard jiaoyang reduced sanye to tears】

【27:21, MID DIFF】

【LOL】

Soon, these comments and the previous news officially spread with the forwarding of domestic game platforms.

The initial title was "VG coach subs in, stats are exaggerated! 8EASY finally withdraws!"

Spread to game groups, it became "Jiao Yang beats up 8EASY".

After the chat records were screenshotted and posted on Tieba: "Jiao Yang mocks loudly after beating Sanye to tears, what do you think, bar friends?"

Then attached was an offline photo of Jiao Yang laughing.

An Wenxin, who was scrolling through her blog, couldn't help but frown, looking up at the player area.

Several people from the VG CS division were chatting and laughing while packing up their peripherals.

Jiao Yang didn't forget to close the live broadcast room while organizing his peripherals; as soon as he opened the webpage, a string of super rockets covered half of the live broadcast screen.

A bullet comment that looked very eye-catching—Aqing: 【Jiao Yang nb! Suddenly have something urgent, can't go to the scene.】

A super rocket on Douyu is 2000, Aqing sent 27 in one breath; he also knew that Douyu would deduct quite a bit, but what he wanted was this face.

Instantly, the popularity of Jiao Yang's live broadcast room ran to millions, and quite a few passersby clicked in directly, asking about the cause and effect.

aumaN beside him saw it at a glance; although he didn't know exactly how many there were, he still teased: "Got rich, not treating us to a meal?"

"That's for sure, say wherever you want to eat." Jiao Yang knew that this kind of differential treatment was actually not good, maybe he should talk to Aqing later.

Didn't expect Jiao Yang to agree so readily, the trace of resentment in aumaN's heart was also cleared away.

"Then let's eat at xxxx." aumaN reported the most expensive restaurant nearby, then paused.

"The food stall nearby." advent helped him finish, "Every time we get a bonus, he says let's go eat at xxxx, but in the end, he's the one most reluctant to spend money."

"I don't understand what's the point of spending so much money on food, what a waste! Save a bit, so we can mix for two more years after we don't have a job."

aumaN's words rarely made zhokiNg beside him nod as well.

Although these people in domestic first-tier teams don't get little money, playing professionally is still eating youth rice, so they have to think about the future.

Jiao Yang, who is also a professional player, naturally understands this truth, which also reflects that the environment of the CS project in China is indeed not very good.

However, at least CS has streamers who have become popular recently to bring some popularity, and occasionally there are young players like Xiaojue, and Dota2...

Sigh.

No wonder Aqing is so anxious.

"Hello, excuse me... can I have an autograph?"

While still sighing, a female voice that was a little familiar came from beside Jiao Yang, but if you asked what impression he had, there was none at all.

Turning around, a water pen and a small pink notebook with a Cinnamoroll pattern were handed in front of him.

"Oh? Big star has female fans?" aumaN didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, and leaned over directly.

Jiao Yang ignored aumaN's booing and looked at the girl.

Looking over, her eyes were very beautiful, and then he was embarrassed to look more, lowering his head, looking at his nose, nose at his heart.

As a result, he saw something he dared not look at more, so he had to look at her legs.

Fortunately, the skirt was very long.

Taking the notebook and pen, signing his name in the designated position, returning it to the girl, and then packing up his peripherals.

advent's voice came to his ears: "Ah? I want one too?"

"Um, I want the whole team's."

advent thought she came because she saw Jiao Yang playing well, didn't expect her to be a team fan, rare, very rare.

"Then it's over, kaze went to the bathroom." aumaN booed again: "How about we go eat together?"

"Ah?! No need, no need, let's do it next time... Thank you!"

An Wenxin knew aumaN was joking; if she really leaned over, she would only hinder them and appear self-righteous.

She was just a small fan who had just entered the pit; although she really wanted to see what the professional players' celebration banquet was like, she still had to endure it.

Seeing someone asking for an autograph, quite a few audience members also came to join the fun; the player stage was about to be crowded with people.

Taking advantage of the fact that the crowd hadn't come over yet, taking the notebook returned by zhokiNg, An Wenxin ran away directly.

"What does 'next time' mean, eating together next time?" aumaN scratched his head, confused.

"Definitely asking for an autograph next time, you idiot." advent hit him hard.

"Hiss~ wait, where are Jiao Yang and A-Zhong?"

By the time they were surrounded by the crowd, they understood that the sharp-reacting Jiao Yang had long known what would happen next.

This is the mid-laner's anti-roaming awareness!

"Dance King, sign an autograph?"

"Ninth Master, I've liked you since I was a child."

Grass!

Both cursed in their hearts.

A barbecue stall in Shanghai, the four VG people just happened to make a table.

"What's wrong with kaze, said he wouldn't come so he didn't come."

"Maybe not used to the environment of the food stall?"

Jiao Yang knew kaze was Malaysian, his Chinese was only enough to use, maybe he didn't like this scene where there were strangers all around and he had to drink and brag.

aumaN gnawed on beef skewers, saying while gnawing: "Forget it, bring some for him when we leave."

"Come, celebrate Coach Jiao Yang leading us to win the first victory, cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Girls' dormitory, the roommates' breathing rose and fell lightly.

The halo of the desk lamp circled a small piece of warm yellow on the desktop; An Wenxin picked up the just-printed photo and pasted it on the first page of her hand-account book.

The fountain pen danced on the paper, the rustling sound making this night seem even more quiet...