However, CM001 wasn't as easygoing as Tan Polang. It took a long time before he finally agreed to broadcast the match to the public. Tan Polang had already prepared himself for the match. He put on a pair of professional gaming headphones so that he wouldn't be affected by the noise outside.
Ye Ci looked at Tan Polang, who was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed and his headphones on. She turned to look at CM001, hoping to see what kind of opponent he was facing. However, all she could see was a crowd of people. If it wasn't for the huge number on CM001's machine, she wouldn't have been able to find him.
Since she couldn't see him, Ye Ci turned around and looked at the screen on the booth. She could get a better view of the match there.
After about ten minutes of preparation time, the host and commentator were in position. They announced the start of the match, and the two players immediately started the match.
Ye Ci wasn't an expert in gaming. She only knew a little about the game, but she could tell that Tan Polang was slightly weaker than CM001. They had just started the match, so it was hard to tell how the match would end. However, she had a feeling that Tan Polang was facing a formidable opponent.
The commentator was obviously an expert. He seemed to be very familiar with this kind of competition. His explanation was very easy to understand and humorous. From time to time, he would joke with the host on the side, causing the audience to burst into laughter. Gradually, more and more people gathered around the booth, making it even more crowded. Ye Ci was pushed closer to Tan Polang's machine.
From time to time, there would be exclamations from the crowd. They were nothing more than praises and envious voices.
"This is a high-level match. It's as good as any in China. It's so exciting. I thought I'd never be able to commentate on such a high-level match in my life …" The host was still casually commentating, but Ye Ci could see that Tan Polang was about to lose.
She looked at the time. It had been 28 minutes since the start of the match. Although Tan Polang had been taking the initiative to attack, and CM001 was only defending, Tan Polang had yet to break through CM001's line of defense. Tan Polang seemed to have the upper hand, but for some reason, Ye Ci had a feeling that Tan Polang's defeat was imminent. It would take him less than 15 minutes to defeat his opponent.
Ye Ci's prediction was accurate. However, it wasn't 15 minutes, but 2 minutes. In other words, it was less than 2 minutes.
After Tan Polang launched another round of fierce attacks on CM001, CM001, who had been passively defending all this time, suddenly changed his mind. He began to attack Tan Polang relentlessly, wave after wave. His speed and firepower were not something a normal player could do. Tan Polang was forced to retreat. CM001's attacks were like a long line of fire, and Tan Polang couldn't fight back at all. In less than a minute, his original advantage was gone.
In less than a minute, he was completely defeated.
"Oh, CM001 is a genius. This move is so fierce, so ruthless, and so satisfying! PPLL can't fight back at all. God, this tactic is terrifying. I dare say that it's not just PPLL, but even an international player wouldn't be able to survive this tactic. PPLL's technique is perfect, but CM001 is a terrifying opponent … "The commentator was in high spirits, and he spoke very quickly. It seemed that this battle had made his blood boil.
Not only him, but all the players who were watching the match were also shocked by CM001's amazing tactics. It was like an international level! So awesome! So awesome! So awesome! So awesome! So awesome! For a moment, the hall was filled with chatter.
Tan Polang stared at his black-and-white screen. He sat there in a daze for a long time. Ye Ci thought that he was shocked. She reached out and patted him on the shoulder, telling him not to be sad. However, Tan Polang didn't feel comforted. Instead, he took off his headphones, jumped on his seat, and looked at CM001's computer.
Ye Ci was shocked by Tan Polang's action. She immediately reached out to pull him down, "What are you doing?! Get down! How can you step on someone else's computer! "
However, Tan Polang didn't care about Ye Ci at all. He shouted at CM001's direction, "King, is that you? KING！ Is that you?! "
Tan Polang's voice was quickly drowned out by the hubbub of voices in the hall. However, Ye Ci, who was standing next to Tan Polang, heard him loud and clear.
KING？ Why does this name sound so familiar? She thought for a moment and immediately remembered. Isn't this the esports king who won five consecutive world championships? Before she had time to think, she saw Tan Polang jump off his own computer and run towards CM001's computer. Ye Ci was stunned and quickly followed, "Polang!"
Tan Polang didn't know where he got the strength from, but he quickly pushed through the crowd and rushed towards CM001. Ye Ci followed behind him, constantly apologizing to the people who were being pushed aside by Tan Polang.
When she finally caught up with Tan Polang, he had already stopped. He was standing in front of an esports computer, staring blankly without saying a word. Ye Ci rushed to Tan Polang's side. Her ankle was hurting badly. Why didn't this guy consider what shoes she was wearing? Why did he let her follow him all the way here? Did he want to die?
However, before she could say anything, Tan Polang excitedly shouted at CM001, "King, are you back? Why didn't you tell me in advance?! "
It was only then that Ye Ci shifted her gaze to the player known as King. He was a very young man. He definitely didn't look older than twenty-five years old, or even younger. You really can't judge a book by its cover. He was wearing a loose black turtleneck sweater, a pair of calf-leather gloves, and a pair of old jeans wrapped around his slender legs. He looked casual and unruly. As for that face, Ye Ci had to admit that it was a pity that it belonged to a man.
There were many types of men in this world. For example, there were handsome men, gentle men like Bai Mo, and radiant men like Tan Polang. However, the man in front of her was hard to describe. It was a kind of beauty. In fact, it wasn't appropriate to describe a man as beautiful. However, the man in front of her was beautiful, a kind of feminine beauty. He just lifted his glasses, and Ye Ci felt like a peach blossom was blooming.
He raised his charming phoenix eyes and the corner of his mouth slightly. It was as if he wasn't surprised at all. Everything was as calm as water. He looked at Tan Polang, then stood up and smiled faintly. "Long time no see, Polang."
Tan Polang let out a loud cry and jumped up, almost hanging onto King's body. "You're back! You're back! I thought you were going to stay in America for a long time! "
King took a step back from Tan Polang's sudden movement. He quickly raised his hands and gently pushed away Tan Polang's overly passionate hug. He smiled and said, "Hey, hey, Polang, calm down. I'm not gay." As he said this, his gaze had already landed on Ye Ci.
Ye Ci tilted her head and looked at Tan Polang and King. She knew that Tan Polang worshipped King a lot. Hence, she understood the joy of reuniting with a comrade after a long separation. However, she wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but why was King's gaze on her?
"By the way, King, let me introduce you. This is …" Tan Polang smiled like a child. After all, he was a child himself. After he calmed down a little, he immediately pulled King towards Ye Ci, intending to introduce him.
However, before he could introduce himself, the staff had already squeezed into the crowd. The one leading them was dressed in a neat suit with a headset in his ear. He smiled at King and said, "Hello, CM001. I'm Huang Qi, the manager of Battlefield Impact's exhibition area. May I ask if you've participated in an international competition?"
King finally turned his gaze from Ye Ci to this uninvited guest. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Huang Qi's outstretched hand. He reached out and shook it lightly. Then, he smiled faintly. "Manager Huang, what's the matter?"
"I'm also an esports enthusiast. Perhaps it's a little presumptuous of me to say this, but I feel that your strategy and rhythm are very similar to that of the former world champion, King. Allow me to make a bold guess. Are you King?" Huang Qi had actually heard Tan Polang's shout and suddenly recalled where the sense of familiarity came from. However, Tan Polang had only shouted once, and he wasn't sure if he had heard wrongly. Hence, he came over to confirm it.
There was a hint of mockery at the corner of King's lips. He only smirked. "No."
"You're not?!" Huang Qi's eyes widened in shock. He looked at Tan Polang and saw that Tan Polang was also looking at King strangely. Huang Qi was even more certain that he had guessed correctly. "How is that possible?! I'm a die-hard fan of King. I've watched every single one of his matches and analyzed them. Your maneuvering and tactics are just like King's … "
King didn't let him finish and interrupted him. He glanced at Ye Ci and then said firmly to Huang Qi, "I'm not." If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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