Cultural Plaza, one of City S 'famous business districts. A large, open-air screen hung from a building in the north was far more spectacular than any of the large screens in Glory competition venues.
And right now, on this large screen, which had already become one of the city's symbols, was the highlights from last night's match between Samsara and Happy.
This would have been unimaginable ten years ago. At that time, e-sports had already developed to a certain extent, but it still didn't receive enough attention. It was even harder for it to become the mainstream in terms of public opinion. But now, the recording of the finals would be broadcasted in the plaza in the center of the city. Team Samsara had already become the pride of City S. Because of Samsara, the Glory finals had become a source of concern for too many people in this city.
The passersby in the plaza would either stop and watch for a while, or take a glance and then walk away. Some of them were paying attention to this competition, while others didn't really care. But if you said that you didn't even know what this was, then you would inevitably be looked down upon.
Glory was no longer just the Glory of the players, the team, and the fans. It was becoming the Glory of the entire city. And the hope of the players and the team was growing.
"What a pity. If we had won yesterday, we would have won three consecutive championships!!"
Tang Rou heard the man standing in front of her say regretfully.
"Yeah, of course!" The other person beside him also couldn't help but sigh.
Tang Rou had been standing here for a long time. She knew that these two didn't know each other before, but because they had stopped to watch, they had coincidentally stood together, and then began to discuss.
Tang Rou could tell that these two definitely weren't Glory players. Their conversation was filled with the kind of half-understood, half-understood, and exaggeration based on hearsay.
But from start to finish, they used the same title: we.
These two weren't Glory players at all, but they were both paying attention to this match. They both had a strong sense of connection with this city's team, and they both had high hopes for the championship. This was the best example of how widespread Glory's attention was and how its influence was constantly rising.
Tang Rou smiled.
Even though the other person was a supporter of their opponent, she could still understand this feeling. Because she herself had gradually become immersed in it from an indifferent passerby. Even in the beginning, she didn't think that Glory was very interesting. All she wanted to do was become a bit better and then beat the guy who had let her win over ten rounds in a row.
But now?
Tang Rou no longer cared about that matter. Her goal was no longer to defeat Ye Xiu.
Like all pro players, she thirsted for victory and the championship.
Was it because he was competitive?
Perhaps there is! But if it was purely because of her desire to win, she might have kept her eyes on Ye Xiu. But now, when her gaze landed on Ye Xiu, all she could think about was how to better coordinate with him so that they could win together.
This probably wasn't just competitive. There was something else that had been silently growing in her heart all this time. She was no longer fighting for her personal interests. She had something to carry on her back. Teammates, fans, and the two people in front of her. They didn't know much about the game, but they saw it as a symbol that made them feel proud of themselves.
It was a bit of a pity that she wouldn't be able to play in tomorrow's match. But if the team could win, that was more important than anything else. This was Tang Rou's truest feeling right now.
"The championship is ours!" Tang Rou suddenly shouted. Before she could be surrounded by gazes, she turned and left.
Everyone was stunned. Even though the match being broadcasted on the huge screen was very exciting, for them, for this city, it was quite depressing.
Because in yesterday's match, the victory didn't belong to them. This excitement had made the Team Happy. Right now, everyone was gathered here to watch this match, but their thoughts had already flown to the next match. They couldn't wait to win the next match and then become the champions.
The championship is ours!
This sentence really expressed everyone's inner thoughts. Although they were a little surprised by this sudden sentence, they were soon infected by this simple sentence.
"Yes, the championship is ours!" Some people followed suit. Then, more and more people joined in. In the plaza, those who understood Glory, those who didn't, but those who cared about this match, all of them had some sort of expectation for the championship. One by one, they all joined in the shouting.
Only a few veteran players who were familiar with Glory's competitive scene were startled when they saw the short-haired silhouette in the crowd.
"That girl … is that the Happy Tang Rou?" someone said.
"You're talking about this year's Rookie King Tang Rou?"
"That Tang Rou who said she would retire if she couldn't do a 1v3, but then cheated when she couldn't do it?"
"That Tang Rou who's especially pretty?"
Gaze after gaze was cast in this direction. The further Tang Rou walked, the more everyone believed that this was indeed Tang Rou.
"So, the words she just shouted …" Someone suddenly realized.
"The 'we' she was talking about was Happy?" Someone was immediately dumbfounded.
And at this moment, the good citizens of City S in the plaza were all in high spirits and shouting together, "The championship is ours!" When these people thought about how the "we" in this chant actually referred to Happy, they felt all sorts of awkward.
But how could they explain it clearly? Even if they did, so what? Can't the word "we" be used?
Tang Rou shouted "we" for Tang Rou, "we" for us, "we" for us, "we" for us, "we" for us, "we" for us, "we" for Samsara, everyone knew this clearly.
After thinking this point clearly, these diehard Samsara fans no longer felt conflicted. They just went with the flow and excitedly shouted with everyone else: The championship is ours!
The cheers grew louder and louder, but Tang Rou didn't turn around. She strolled all the way back to the hotel.
Upstairs, in the hallway, she saw Ye Xiu dangling a cigarette in his mouth. When he saw her, he waved his hand.
"Where did you go?" Ye Xiu asked casually.
"Just went out for a walk," Tang Rou said.
"Oh, good luck tomorrow!" Without any moving or emotional encouragement, Ye Xiu just casually said this to Tang Rou.
"Tomorrow?" But Tang Rou caught his faulty wording.
"You have to work even harder the day after tomorrow," Ye Xiu said calmly.
"Haha." Tang Rou laughed, but didn't say anything. But then she noticed that the direction Ye Xiu was going didn't seem to be towards his room.
"Where are you going?" Tang Rou asked curiously.
"A few brats want some information. I'm going to give it to them," Ye Xiu said.
Happy, except for Wei Chen, would be casually called a brat by Ye Xiu. Tang Rou didn't know who he was referring to. She just watched as he walked into Luo Ji's room.
Tang Rou's curiosity was piqued, so she followed him. In Luo Ji's room, he, Qiao Yifan, and An Wenyi were all gathered around a computer.
"It's here." Ye Xiu handed over a USB drive.
Luo Ji quickly took it and plugged it into the computer. He quickly found what he wanted and started it up. Then, he combined it with the database he had opened and the notebook he was writing and drawing on to tell An Wenyi and Qiao Yifan.
Ye Xiu stood to the side with his arms crossed, a cigarette in his mouth, and listened seriously.
Tang Rou laughed inwardly.
She guessed that she could understand more than Ye Xiu about what Luo Ji was talking about. This kid was using his mathematics to analyze probabilistic problems again.
But this guy was too detailed. One moment, he was using this formula, and the next moment, he was using a derivation. An Wenyi and Qiao Yifan looked as confused as Baozi.
Ye Xiu finally couldn't take it anymore. He finally moved. He raised his hand and tapped on Luo Ji's computer screen. "Pay attention to this part."
Tang Rou was shocked. The part on the screen was the part where Luo Ji used the Fourier transform to find the characteristic function of the probability density function. Ye Xiu could actually understand such high-end stuff? She only knew what it was.
Ye Xiu, who had finished teaching Luo Ji, turned around and was about to leave when he met Tang Rou's surprised gaze.
"I taught you another lesson." Ye Xiu said as he walked past Tang Rou. "Not only can you not underestimate your opponent, but you can't even underestimate your teammates!"
As he spoke, he walked away. Tang Rou could only continue to stare at his back in shock. Then, she heard Luo Ji ask, "What's going on here?"
"It's a little dirty there," Ye Xiu said as he walked out of the room.
"Oh, oh!" Luo Ji quickly took out a cloth and wiped that part of the screen.
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