The news of Excellent Era had already spread like wildfire, but where was the other main character? From the end of the Challenger League until now, he hadn't appeared.
Right now was the final moment of the Pro League's regular season, but the place with the most Glory reporters was H City, a city that didn't have a team participating in the Pro League this year.
The reporters flocked to Happy Internet Cafe and saw the players protesting outside of Excellent Era every day. But where was Ye Xiu? He was originally one of their main targets, but no one had ever found him. Ye Xiu didn't appear. Team Happy didn't appear either. They asked Happy Internet Cafe's staff, but they didn't know either. Until they asked the Internet Cafe's staff to contact their boss Chen Guo. Only then did they know that Team Happy was still in B City.
After the match, they still hadn't come back.
After winning the Challenger League, Happy was completely immersed in their joy. They completely forgot about everything else. What post-match press conference? What was that? It didn't even appear in their minds for a second.
They directly left the stadium. Then, they were surrounded by Seven Fields and a group of tenth server Happy guild members. A large group of people went to find a place to celebrate their victory. A large group of people threw themselves at God Ye Xiu to propose a toast. Especially Sleeping Moon. Thinking back to when he first met Lord Grim in the tenth server, Sleeping Moon's heart trembled. Seven Fields, Drifting Water, these old friends, even now, would often mock him: You brat, you're so awesome. You actually dared to challenge God Ye Qiu?
Sleeping Moon wanted to cry, but no tears came out! God was his idol. If he had known earlier, he would have rushed up to carry his shoes.
Ever since he found out Lord Grim's true identity, this matter had become a thorn in his heart. Today, using this opportunity, Sleeping Moon was prepared to properly express his stance. Holding his wine, Sleeping Moon lined up to propose a toast. In the end, as soon as the first person to propose a toast came down, there was already someone shouting: "What's going on? What's going on?"
Sleeping Moon rushed up in a panic. In the end, he looked. What was the situation? Was the god drunk?
"What did you put in the wine?" No one dared to believe this fact. They fiercely surrounded the first person who proposed a toast. They felt that this was definitely a spy from Excellent Era. Was this bastard trying to poison our Great God?
"I didn't, I really didn't!" That brat was about to cry, holding the empty cup that he had just toasted incoherently.
"He … can't really drink," Chen Guo explained as she recalled Ye Xiu's younger brother, the real Ye Qiu.
Can't drink?
Everyone felt that Big Boss Chen was being really reserved with his words. If he was really drunk, how could he not be able to drink? This was simply an instant kill!
The invincible God of Glory had been insta-killed by a single glass of wine.
Having lost the main character, the scene immediately became much colder. Those Happy players who wanted to propose a toast didn't know what to do.
In the end, Sun Zheping walked over and threw the drunk Ye Xiu to the side. He rolled up his sleeves and yelled: "Come, I'll drink with you guys!"
The players immediately became cheerful again. On the other hand, Chen Guo looked at Sun Zheping, who looked as if he didn't care about his life, and was greatly puzzled: "Don't pro players not really drink?"
This was what Ye Xiu had told her. After being drugged by alcohol for a long time, it would cause the body to become sluggish and the hands to become unstable. For a pro player, this was a huge taboo.
"Yeah! Pro players shouldn't drink. " Sun Zheping heard Chen Guo's words. He turned his head and smiled, but his smile was full of bitterness. Afterwards, he raised his head and downed a glass of wine.
"Good!!!" The players loudly cheered. They all gathered around Sun Zheping to compare notes.
Chen Guo felt a bit sad. Pro players shouldn't drink, but Sun Zheping clearly didn't feel like he was a true pro player. Everyone was celebrating their victory, but to him, it made him feel even more disappointed. He could have done more, but the meager contributions he had made weren't enough to satisfy him.
Mo Fan didn't perform much onstage, and Luo Ji didn't even appear in the finals. However, they still had a future. They still had time and opportunities to fight for it. But Sun Zheping didn't. He could only be like this. His heart was filled with unwillingness, and he used victory to increase his disappointment. This might be the reason why he could barely compete, but never had any intention of returning. For him, this wasn't enough!
"What's going on? What's going on?"
Chen Guo was still feeling melancholy for Sun Zheping, when the other side started shouting again. She went over to take a look and saw that Sun Zheping had also collapsed.
"How many glasses?" A player holding a glass of wine, probably about to drink, asked.
"Three cups?" One of them held an empty cup and said uncertainly.
With Ye Xiu's instant defeat, three glasses weren't that amazing. However, the problem was that Sun Zheping's domineering aura made people think that he was a hero who wouldn't get drunk after a thousand glasses. But in the end, it was only three glasses?
Three glasses of wine and one glass of wine weren't much better.
Chen Guo felt even more sad. Sun Zheping didn't know how to drink, right? Gods like them had always been strict with themselves for the sake of their dreams. How many years had it been since Sun Zheping retired? He was clearly still adhering to his professional habit of not drinking. Otherwise, he wouldn't have collapsed after three glasses. Alcohol tolerance was the same as technique. It could be honed.
But Sun Zheping didn't. He adhered to his habits as a pro player. He protected his body. Was he always looking forward to the day when he would have the chance to return to the stage?
Chen Guo couldn't think about it anymore. She silently went up and helped Sun Zheping to the side.
"Another one so quickly?"
In the corner of the sofa, Su Mucheng was eating melon seeds. The drunk Ye Xiu was sleeping slanted to the side. Soon, Sun Zheping joined him.
"Sigh …" Chen Guo sighed. When she was a fan, she only saw how impressive the Gods were on the stage. She didn't know how hard they worked off the stage.
"What's wrong?" Su Mucheng could tell that Chen Guo wasn't in a good mood. This was the night of the championship. What could wash away the joy of winning the championship so quickly?
Chen Guo glanced at the two drunk players and didn't know what to say.
"Nothing." Su Mucheng saw Chen Guo's gaze and seemed to understand. "At least everyone is still here."
At least everyone is still here …
Chen Guo stared blankly for a moment before glancing at the two.
Yes, whether it was Ye Xiu who had been expelled by the club, or Sun Zheping who couldn't return to his peak because of his hand injury, or Wei Chen who had retired for a longer time than many people and still had to climb back up to continue working hard. Everyone had their own problems, but no matter what, they didn't give up. They carried hope and rushed forward when there was a chance. No matter what, they were still here.
"You two useless things. I'll do it!" On the other side, Wei Chen looked at the two drunk Gods with disdain. He rolled up his sleeves and went up.
Happy Guild's players whispered. They weren't very enthusiastic about Wei Chen's performance.
"I bet four glasses."
"I bet five glasses."
"I think it's three glasses."
"Is no one going to bet one glass?"
"No one, I'll bet!"
"Okay, okay, place your bets …" Someone started betting on Wei Chen.
It was destined that no one would be able to go back sober tonight. Chen Guo had originally been very strict with herself. She would just do this and that, but after doing this many times, she ended up half drunk and half sober.
Baozi, Wu Chen, Luo Ji, and An Wenyi were all swaying left and right. Even Mo Fan, who didn't interact with anyone, ended up drinking himself to the point where he couldn't even walk properly.
"One hundred glasses! I'll bet a hundred cups! "Wei Chen and the others supported each other as they walked out, yelling non-stop. Wei Chen finally didn't lose face for the pro players. His alcohol tolerance was quite good. He didn't know if he really drank one hundred glasses, but at least he could still walk by himself. However, after leaving, he got into a taxi and asked for someone to send him back to Happy Internet Cafe. The taxi driver was at a loss as he was dragged out.
Fortunately, the girls weren't that drunk. After sending off wave after wave of Happy Internet Cafe players, they finally brought the drunkards back to the hotel.
When they woke up again, it was already noon of the next day. As soon as Chen Guo opened her eyes, she was dazzled by the scorching sun.
She looked around the room. There was no one there. Originally, she was in the same room as Tang Rou, but she couldn't remember how she slept after returning yesterday.
We … really won the Challenger League?
Ignoring the blinding sun, Chen Guo looked at the ceiling and suddenly felt a bit absent-minded. Drunk nights were always especially blurry. Even the championship from before seemed a bit illusory.
Chen Guo rolled over and got up, looking for her bag.
Her bag was next to her pillow. Chen Guo opened it and quickly found what she was looking for.
The Pro Alliance Qualification Certificate.
Team Happy.
Yes! They really did it. Everything was real. In that instant, Chen Guo was surrounded by happiness. Last night was hot-blooded, excited, and exhilarated. After a heavy night, the satisfaction and happiness of winning the championship completely overflowed.
"Where are the others?" Chen Guo got up and quickly rushed out of the room.
Most of the others got up as well. However, this group of drunkards was clearly not as energetic as the half-drunk Chen Guo after a hangover.
"Are you all good?" Chen Guo greeted everyone. Then, she saw that Ye Xiu was still sleeping on the bed.
"This guy is too weak!" Chen Guo recalled the scene from last night. "I know he can't drink much, but he can't be that weak!"
"He's not just drunk." Wei Chen said, "He's tired. Let him rest for a few days!" If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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