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Chapter 133

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Shen Jingjing hurriedly took out her phone to record a video: "Aci, Ali, look, Xingxing is on stage!"

Then she didn't forget to rotate the camera to capture the scene of the sea of people and the enthusiastic atmosphere, and then sent it directly to the family group.

At this time, Shen Li was putting on makeup, and a tablet computer was propped up in front of her vanity mirror, also watching the live broadcast of the competition.

She didn't know how to play this game, but Apan was an old player, sitting on the side and staring at the screen with great interest: "Ali, which one is your brother?"

"The one in the middle of the amateur team, it seems to be what you call 'jungle'?" Ali tentatively recalled.

Upon hearing this, Apan smiled: "Not 'jungle', it's 'jungler position'."

Ali nodded in understanding. Looking at her brother on the screen, a gentle smile hung on her lips subconsciously. She hadn't seen him for a long time; he had lost some weight, but he was also more handsome.

On the other side, Shen Ci saw the video sent by her mother and also opened the live broadcast. The screen happened to cut to Shen Xing's face. His expression was faintly excited, and the thrill of being on the official stage for the first time made his eyes shine.

He really did like this feeling just like last time.

A family, mother at the scene, two sisters watching the live broadcast and paying attention to him the whole time. Shen Xing seemed to have divine help. The team of five friends they had temporarily formed less than half a year ago was actually trading blows with the professional team in today's match.

Shen Xing even made several extremely eye-catching moves, grasping the rhythm very well in the early stage, and even leading the professional team in economy for a time, helping his teammates establish a good early-game advantage.

But the biggest gap between amateur teams and professional teams lies in the control of the overall operation of the game. Professional teams are steady and not impatient. Even if they are behind in economy in the early stage, they have a mature response system, slowly catching up in the economy unknowingly, and finally achieving a comeback.

But even so, the late-game battle was extremely intense. When the team had obvious flaws, Shen Xing's team almost turned the tables on the professional team.

But in the end, because the professional team's tacit understanding was too high, even after Shen Xing entered the field with assassin footwork and took out one of the opponent's important outputs, they still couldn't win the final team fight.

This match was ultimately lost, but it was played extremely heartily.

The scene erupted in enthusiastic cheers and applause, and some even shouted "sybf" because of Shen Xing's wonderful performance.

Shen Jingjing and Shen Yingying also cheered along. Although they knew Xingxing lost, they could see that this match was very exciting.

A few girls on the side were even more excited and said: "Oh, what a pity!"

"This sybf amateur team is actually quite powerful, they almost won!"

"The jungler is so handsome, several waves of operations were particularly wonderful."

"He's also handsome, even a close-up on the big screen is no problem, not a single flaw!"

Shen Jingjing heard all these words and couldn't hide her pride. She didn't understand why her son suddenly liked playing games before, and maybe she didn't fully understand it now, but what she saw was her son shining on the field, and she felt proud from the bottom of her heart.

In the audience, the heads and coaches of major esports clubs were almost all there, because this was the top and most important tournament in China, and everyone attached great importance to it.

The head coach of the "Yanglian MT Team" breathed a sigh of relief, because the team they just fought against was "sybf."

If they were eliminated in the first round by an amateur team in such an important tournament, their club would completely become a joke in the industry.

At this time, the boss sitting on the side, who had been frowning for the whole game, suddenly relaxed his expression, leaned over, and asked in a low voice: "This amateur team is quite promising, do you have any information?"

The head coach shook his head; they didn't take the amateur team seriously at all, and they only had the information of the professional team members in their hands.

"Ask the organizer for a copy later. I see two children who are good seedlings, especially the jungler position just now; his reaction and operation are very strong."

The head coach nodded expressionlessly, but he was very unhappy about it in his heart.

The official members of the club team were all cultivated by him and brought along to train together. Naturally, he didn't want to be upstaged by newcomers, but the boss had spoken, so he could only do as told.

It wasn't just this boss who took a fancy to Shen Xing; several other clubs were also eager to try.

The head coach of the "Longcheng B-star Team" was already looking at Shen Xing's information.

17 years old, it's the prime age for playing esports!

On the other side, Shen Xing and his teammates left the field. A group of young men were laughing and joking, not at all dejected because they lost the match, because they all knew they played very well today.

Losing to a professional team that had been established for many years, they didn't feel ashamed at all. And when the audience at the scene shouted their team name, they just felt "so cool," it was simply the highlight of their lives.

This was the best feedback for their good performance!

"Shen Xing!"

Just as they were hugging and celebrating, someone suddenly called Shen Xing's name.

Shen Xing thought he had misheard, but he still turned his head subconsciously and saw a man in a suit and glasses walking toward him with a smile.

A companion on the side immediately recognized this person and excitedly grabbed Shen Xing's shoulder: "It's Haichang, the coach of the 'Longcheng B-star Team'!"

Those who understood domestic teams and often watched competitions knew who the coaches of each team were, and Shen Xing was no exception.

He immediately became nervous: "Coach Haichang, are you calling me?"

Haichang smiled easily, looked at Shen Xing, and nodded gently: "Yes, I didn't get the name wrong, right? Shen Xing?"

"That's right, that's right, my name is Shen Xing." Shen Xing hurriedly responded.

Haichang said bluntly: "The match just now was very exciting, you were defeated but glorious. I'm very interested in you, have you considered playing professional esports in the future?"

This question came too suddenly; Shen Xing had never considered it.

His participation in this competition was also a sudden idea everyone had. The five of them thought that youth should be impulsive once, so they hit it off and signed up.

But as for the future, he hadn't planned it.

And he had promised his sister that after the autumn tournament, he would obediently review for next year's college entrance exam.

So he said honestly: "Sorry, Coach Haichang, I'm in my third year of high school this year and will be taking the college entrance exam soon, so I don't really want to be distracted."

This reason was too convincing; no one would advise him not to take the exam and come to play professionally; that would be purely irresponsible.

Several friends also showed regretful expressions, because everyone knew Shen Xing was a top student, and learning was the field he was best at.

Haichang nodded in understanding: "It doesn't matter, the college entrance exam is definitely the most important, but we can add each other on WeChat. If you are interested later, you are welcome to contact me at any time. You are still young, I can wait for you for two years!"

Second update.

There's more tonight.

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