At this moment, Zhao Mingwei was still standing in the interview booth at the stadium. He actually didn't listen much to what the host said in the interview and his answers were very perfunctory.
Now Zhao Mingwei glanced at the audience in the audience seats. He could feel that the audience seemed to... not take his retirement statement seriously, but just thought it was a little joke Zhao Mingwei made after winning.
The host also deliberately avoided this topic.
Zhao Mingwei still has three years left on his contract with Junlintianxia. If Zhao Mingwei forcibly breaches the contract and retires this year, he will face a huge penalty claim.
This pile of liquidated damages will leave him with nothing, but Zhao Mingwei is not afraid of it, as long as he still has money to go to the Internet cafe.
But the real problem is that it is impossible for Jun Lin Tian Xia to help Zhao Mingwei retire successfully.
Now that Zhao Mingwei is the most popular contestant in Dispute, he is like a cash cow that can shake out gold nuggets in the hands of Jun Lin Tian Xia.
Xiao Ye's honor is really like a shackle...
But Zhao Mingwei couldn't think so much.
"The interview is temporarily over. Next up is the Intercontinental Championship..." The host was about to end the interview with Zhao Mingwei and go directly to the departure ceremony for the Intercontinental Championship when the director informed the host through the headset that the departure ceremony would need to be postponed.
This was originally just a trivial matter, but Zhao Mingwei keenly noticed that there was almost no one in the positions for the four major professional teams to enter and exit the stadium.
If Zhao Mingwei remembered correctly, after the championship trophy was awarded, there should be a departure ceremony for the Intercontinental Championship, where the four major professional teams posed on the stage and then left.
But the arrangement changed…why
Zhao Mingwei suddenly thought of a horrible possibility. When the host was still asking what the next arrangements were, Zhao Mingwei slipped away from the director's screen.
He walked quickly towards the bottom of the stage.
"Xiao Ye... where are you going?" Lin Xi was still standing next to the trophy and waving to the fans. When he saw Zhao Mingwei walking down the stage, he immediately lowered his voice and called out.
He didn't dare to go up and hold Zhao Mingwei, because there were nearly ten thousand spectators watching in the stadium... Not only the spectators in the stadium, but also the audience watching the live broadcast on computers and mobile phones, there were probably more than five million!
If Zhao Mingwei messes up on this stage, he will have to apologize to the people of the whole country!
"Take the phone."
Zhao Mingwei responded to Lin Xi in a low voice, and walked off the stage alone under Lin Xi's desperate gaze.
I…I…damn it!
Lin Xi really wanted to rush up and grab Zhao Mingwei by the collar and punch him, but Zhao Mingwei, this internet-addicted teenager, was stupid and punching him was useless.
"Ah...ah...the interview is over. Should we go downstairs and change into our uniforms for the Intercontinental Championship?"
All Lin Xi can do now is to cover up Zhao Mingwei's behavior of leaving the stage early. The only way is to follow Zhao Mingwei down.
"Is it over? But the coach is still being interviewed over there."
The new members of the team asked in confusion, the reason why Jun Lin Tian Xia suffered an avalanche in the previous game was that the team members had a major change. Now among the five main players, only Lin Xi and Zhao Mingwei were old members of Jun Lin Tian Xia, and the others were all newcomers.
"Yes! When have I ever lied to you? It's time to get off work!" Lin Xi really gave it his all this time.
So, led by Lin Xi, a group of newcomers walked off the stage holding the trophy. The audience seemed to really believe that the celebration of the championship was over and cheered for it.
Lin Xi, holding the trophy, waved to the audience awkwardly and quickly caught up with Zhao Mingwei.
"You used to like talking nonsense in interviews! Why did you become withdrawn after winning another championship this year?" Lin Xi asked Zhao Mingwei in a low voice.
It is estimated that the management is now very dissatisfied with the content of Zhao Mingwei's interview.
"Before? Seven years ago?" Zhao Mingwei asked.
"… "
"Fortunately, the directors themselves were a little confused this time. Just treat it as a show effect. Don't be so autistic when you return to the lounge later." Lin Xi muttered to Zhao Mingwei while carrying the trophy.
The time from the player passage to the lounge was not long. Zhao Mingwei directly pushed open the door of the lounge and walked in. The management of Junlintianxia were basically waiting in the lounge. When they saw Zhao Mingwei come in, they all applauded and congratulated him.
Zhao Mingwei nodded his head slightly, then walked to a sofa and rummaged through his backpack.
Mobile phones are not allowed on the field. Zhao Mingwei found his phone in his backpack and checked the messages on it.
He quickly found out in the Holy Spirit Guild's quarrel group the reason why the four major teams canceled the departure ceremony for the intercontinental competition.
"Old Song, you guys are taking up too many machines! Give us a few more!"
"We have six lord-level monsters in our base, how about you?"
"Ten!"
"There are more people in the base than us."
"President Bubble! Can you lend me your Ice Master? We can't put out the fire in our guild!"
"What? Where is your base? Give me the coordinates. I have Miss Cat to help me so I can barely handle it."
A lord-level monster appeared in the stronghold? The resonance of flesh and blood caused the NPC to become a lord-level monster
Zhao Mingwei quickly read the historical news in the quarrel group, and he figured out what happened...
It was not until the president of a guild took a screenshot of a giant dragon roaring towards the sky and the buildings below completely turned into a sea of fire that Zhao Mingwei realized that he could not wait any longer.
"Xiao Zhao! There will be a post-match group interview later. Where are you going?" asked a club manager.
"Go to the toilet." Zhao Mingwei said.
"I see players from other clubs have gone to the VR experience center downstairs to play Holy Spirit... Captain, you don't want to follow them?" someone in the lounge suddenly asked.
"Holy Spirit? Xiao Zhao, didn't I tell you not to play other games during the competition? It's just one game! Now go do the post-match group interview immediately." When the manager spoke, someone next to Zhao Mingwei also pulled him back.
It's not just the game... Zhao Mingwei's mind is now full of whether Ye Lina has been in trouble. He has been thinking about this issue during the past ten days of competition.
However, Zhao Mingwei simply slapped the hand of the person next to him away and left the lounge directly.
"The captain really just went to the toilet! I'll go with him!" In order to reassure the manager, Lin Xi hurriedly followed Zhao Mingwei.
"Lin Xi, do you still remember that you used your mobile phone when you first logged into Holy Spirit?" Zhao Mingwei asked.
"I remember... the Holy Spirit APP is still on my phone and I haven't uninstalled it. But no matter who I told, no one believed me. I was afraid of being considered a psychopath, so I never used it again." Lin Xi said.
Zhao Mingwei didn't say anything else and directly pulled Lin Xi into an unmanned storage room in the contestant channel.
"Damn! Do you really want to go online right here? What about the group interview after the game?" Lin Xi found a plastic box in the storage room and sat down. Zhao Mingwei had already taken out his mobile phone and opened the Holy Spirit APP.
"As long as the battle is resolved within thirty minutes."
Zhao Mingwei pressed the login button of the APP in his hand, and sat on a plastic box and lost consciousness.
“Damn it! It’s just a game. Is it necessary to fight so hard?!”
Lin Xi cursed madly, because if this continued, it would not be Zhao Mingwei who would be in trouble, but him... His commercial value was much smaller than Zhao Mingwei's.
But he still took out his mobile phone and logged into the Holy Spirit. When Lin Xi opened his eyes again, he found himself in a village burning in flames.
What the hell is this place
Lin Xi suddenly remembered that he had secretly logged online once before the game started and teased a little loli NPC in the Leaping Nuclear Base.
Now... this little loli NPC... is lying in front of him and crying.
Lin Xi turned his head suddenly...Behind him was a three-meter-tall dragon-like creature, which waved its flaming claws at the NPC in front of him.
"What a rubbish game!"
Lin Xi cursed again, then picked up the young NPC and rushed to the other side, but his back was still torn by the sharp claws of the dragon-like creature.
Lin Xi was killed in an instant...his entire body turned into a tombstone of a strongman, and the young NPC he was holding also fell to the other side.
Isn't this the guild base? Someone come here!
When Lin Xi was thinking this, someone really came...but it was not the Holy Spirit, but Ye Lina.
"Are there any survivors?"
Ye Lina shouted towards the fire, and the dragon-like lord monster discovered Ye Lina's presence.
Run! This was the only thought that came to Lin Xi's mind when he saw this scene. It was not about Ye Lina, but about the dragon lord.
(End of this chapter)