Chapter 51: Welcome to NXG!

His fingers hovered over the phone screen, staring at the crimson hot-search topics in the top five.

Upon learning the terrifying discussion heat surrounding NXG from the outside world, Jiang Ming, whose eyes had swollen from being stabbed by various outrageous copy, was also startled.

After spending half an hour understanding the ins and outs of the matter, his mood was like riding a roller coaster.!

His first reaction was naturally to be happy about NXG Club's fame; the attention that other esports teams worried most about, he had achieved overnight and become known throughout the world before even officially stepping onto the professional league.

It can be said that with this injection of traffic, seventy percent of the development difficulties NXG would face next were already solved.

Indeed, when standing in the wind gap of the era, even if you are a pig, if luck comes, you can take flight to the sky.

For the first two weeks, he had worked himself to death promoting and driving traffic in the live broadcast room, even going so far as to rename his JM Internet Celebrity Shop, which he had built for a year, to NXG Team Flagship Store; not only was the effect incredibly slow, but he also had to face the audience's mockery from time to time.

In their eyes, you, Jiang Ming, a streamer who started with meat floss cakes, wanting to throw yourself into the professional league, wasn't that equivalent to selling your own base and digging your own grave?

Did NXG's results back then perform poorly?

Look at now; it is still the same LPL pre-season selection match, Penguin's silent trial broadcast, a bloodbath performance colliding with bot-like play, paired with netizens' "accidental" leak of training volume.

In just a single night, it pushed the team attention accumulation that Jiang Ming might have needed a long time to complete to a quite high position.

The tide of the era is terrifying like this.

But precisely because of this, Jiang Ming felt a bit more uneasy.

With the starting point of attention high, players' expectations for NXG will also be pulled up infinitely; if they become sloppy after entering the LPL, no, even if they just perform averagely, that will become a disaster for their team.

After all, what Chinese people are best at is pushing people or things onto a pedestal, then throwing them high into the abyss.

One phrase, "water army team," is enough to shatter all of Jiang Ming's preparations over the past year.

By then, it would truly be called eternal damnation.

However, right now, NXG's sudden explosion of popularity before the LPL starts is definitely more beneficial than harmful, as long as it is operated well and this welfare from the sky is successfully digested.

Then NXG's growth speed will sprint all the way to the position he expects.

"The standardized impression has been thrown out in an unexpected way; many things will be much easier to handle from now on."

Scrolling through the forum, seeing that one out of every four or five topics was related to their NXG, Jiang Ming knew his actions could be a bit faster.

Winning the final server conquest match, NXG, which advanced with six wins out of six, could be said to have performed perfectly.

To celebrate the team's successful advancement to the LPL pre-season, Jiang Ming immediately called Aunt Deng, asking her to go to the vegetable market to buy some fresh lamb; tonight the team would eat hot pot lamb to improve the food.

Oh, don't ask why beef, the soul of hot pot, wasn't considered; just ask, it's esports metaphysics, better to believe it than not.

Jiang Ming thought it was very necessary to establish an impression for his own team members.

That is, absolutely no NXG team members can touch beef during their tenure!!

"Alright, young men, pack your things, we're moving."

Jiang Ming clapped his hands, gathering the attention of the team members who were still sitting in place.

Actually, the team base had been finished decorating the day before yesterday and was ready for occupancy.

But considering the last match hadn't been played yet, and the training room network at the team base hadn't undergone stability testing, he thought for a moment and decided to move after the match.

Support Pang Ran and the others looked at each other, and no one stood up casually and directly.

From September until now, having stayed in the NXG underground training room for over three months, although they usually complained about the basement environment, when it came to saying goodbye, the few young men suddenly realizing they could leave here felt a trace of reluctance in their hearts.

The JM meat floss cake cardboard boxes piled in the corner suddenly seemed a bit ridiculous; the packaging printed with cartoon pandas shimmered with old grease under the training room's cold light.

As if reflecting the time lingering in this room.

Jiang Ming didn't urge them either.

For them, this small basement in front of them was the starting point of memory for this group of young people's esports dreams.

Of course, it was also the initial starting point for himself and NXG.

That summer, one electric fan, one dimly lit basement, and six computers dug out from a bankrupt internet cafe!

The few young men didn't have many things; everyone actually had only two or three sets of washed-faded change of clothes; Song Yuan, who had the most shoes, was wearing one pair on his body and had put two more pairs in his suitcase.

"Master, go to Qixia District."

For NXG's move, Jiang Ming asked Lin Jingyi to find a van to help; the club's base vehicle had already been entrusted to someone to buy.

However, the part involving painting the club logo is still being processed at the car factory and won't be delivered until next week.

Saying goodbye to the NXG basement where they had spent several months!

Ten-plus minutes passed.

In the van, the few little ones whose depressive mood had mostly dissipated began to get excited, their eyes filled with anticipation for the future team base.

"Hey, hey, tell me, what will our team base look like?"

"I heard it has a full three floors; does that mean we don't have to train in the basement anymore?"

"I just hope our team dormitory has a place for independent bathing."

"Hehe, Sister Lin said we also changed to computers with higher specs; I don't know if they'll be smooth to use; hopefully, the gaming chairs come with massage functions."

Amidst the slight bumping of the van rolling over the speed bump, Support Pang Ran joked, "Massage functions? Just make the chair soft, don't let it be hard like a tiger bench."

"I just ask the computer monitor to pull its weight; the one assigned to me before refreshed like a PPT."

During this time, the NXG members also knew their team base was being decorated, but exactly what it looked like, the boss was so mysterious he wouldn't give specifics, plus they didn't dare to ask; now they were about to see the real thing, and their mood was nothing if not excited.

The jungler Shi Tou, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, "I just want to know what the hot pot Auntie makes tonight will taste like."

"Slurp... damn, you saying that makes me look forward to it too."

"Tonight I'm going to eat three big bowls."

"Three bowls of rice isn't enough; I can eat ten bowls."

"You guys move aside, watch me gulp down the hot pot base in one go."

Listening to the increasingly outrageous discussion among the few, Jiang Ming, sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but laugh.

Outside the car window, when the plane tree shadows on Qixia Road began to mottle, the spring wind seemed to roll in the smell of renovation paint drifting from afar.

Jiang Ming turned his head. "We've arrived!"

"Wow!"

A chorus of exclamations immediately rose from the back seat.

"Welcome to..."

"NXG Esports Club!"