In the crowded auditorium, a family of three sat in a certain area in the front row.
Judging from their appearance, they all have faces from the Yan Kingdom.
A tiger-headed little boy happily nestled in the arms of his parents, shouting excitedly: "S10! S10! Yoho!"
His mother, a middle-aged beauty, patted the boy's head lovingly: "Xiaohu, who should I thank most for being able to come here to watch the game?"
"Of course it's cousin Yehong!"
The little boy happily waved the ticket stub in his hand.
The father next to him also said with emotion: "It's only your cousin who has great powers that can get the tickets here.
I just don’t know why he doesn’t come here to watch the game? "
"Hmph! Do you think Hiro is as idle as you?"
The beautiful middle-aged woman next to her rolled her eyes at her husband: "He has so many things to do, how can he have time to come to Xizhou like us and waste time?"
"My dear wife, I was wrong!"
The husband immediately apologized and smiled.
"You two, please stop arguing." The little boy looked at the stadium stage excitedly, "Come with me and cheer for our YPL team!"
"Xiaohu, which team is your favorite?"
Hearing this, the little boy suddenly wrinkled his face in confusion.
"The Ji Huang team is very strong and has several star players. I like it very much."
"The team passing by played in a unique way, which was very enjoyable to watch."
"I also like Team Enjing from the Qianguo YCK Division, but since they are not from our Yanguo Division, I won't cheer for them."
The beautiful middle-aged woman above her head suddenly said: "Did you miss something
I didn’t hear that our YPL has a team called Phoenix or Rose.
I heard there are little girls inside? "
"Phoenix Rose?" The little boy curled his lips and waved his hands: "Forget it, they will probably go home after this round."
"Hey! You little devil, why do you look down on others so much
Shall we make a bet? "
"What are you betting on?"
The middle-aged beautiful woman touched her chin and moved her eyes slightly: "Well, if the Phoenix Rose Team can advance to the top 16, you will add another cram school this year."
"Ah?" The little boy's face suddenly turned as pale as a bitter gourd.
But he quickly gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! If they don't advance, I will eat ten steaks!"
"make a deal!"
Here the mother and son made a bet, and in a corner behind them, there was also a fat young man with a Yanguo face sleeping soundly.
The earth-shattering snoring sound actually drowned out the noisy people around him.
The spectators around him couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to push him.
"Ah-huh?"
The young man woke up and sat down, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said with a confused look: "Has the game started?"
Naturally, no one around him wanted to talk to him.
The little fat man wasn't upset. He rolled his eyes and took out a drawing board from somewhere.
“Little sister, do you want to draw
I am a genius comic boy—Zhou Hao from Yan Country.
You must have heard my name, right? "
A red-haired girl who was approached by him immediately avoided her body with a look of disgust on her face, not paying any attention to the fat man.
"Hey! You will definitely regret it later!"
The little fat man rolled his eyes and continued to hold the drawing board, looking for the next target.
Not only at the scene, there are also many people in China sitting in front of TVs or computers at this time, quietly waiting for the game to start.
Anming County.
In the closed night restaurant, the couple Yexiao and An Xiaoying were cracking melon seeds and discussing with interest the foreign faces on the TV screen.
Not far away, An Zaitian was drinking tea with Shen Gong Fifty-Six, occasionally glancing at the TV screen.
"Xuewei, Muya, you two, stop working and come together to watch the game!"
An Xiaoying looked at the two girls who were obediently helping to clean up in the store, and greeted them with a smile.
A small garden in the eastern suburbs.
Aunt Li was rummaging around for the reading glasses she had not worn for a long time, and shouted anxiously: "It's over, it's over, I can't catch up with Ye Xiaozi's game.
You damn old man, help me look for it! "
But Fu Huaiyong was too lazy to pay attention to her. He was holding a laptop and silently watching the broadcast on it.
In the northern suburbs, there is a secluded mountain, the Cai family villa.
Xian'er was lying comfortably in Cai Jiannan's arms, kicking her calves comfortably.
The two of them were all focused on the TV screen in the living room.
"Dad, can we really see brother Ye Hong later?"
Xian'er raised her head and asked.
"Yeah, maybe." Cai Jiannan answered with some uncertainty.
Bailu City, Provincial Palace White Tower.
People in the provincial palace discovered for the first time today that Mo Tianlin, whose TV screen was always fixed on the news channel, was actually watching the e-sports channel at the moment!
Inside the night restaurant.
All the TVs in the store are showing S10 broadcasts.
Not only the diners, but also the employees couldn't help but glance at the TV screen from time to time.
In the back kitchen.
The trio of Pu Yunyue, Yao Ling, and Huangfu Xiaohou were busy helping out while secretly looking at the screen on their cell phone next to the stove.
In the office upstairs, Qin Hongshuang, Murong Tingmeng, and Xue Jianing were also staring at the projection screen on the wall.
Jiang family, underground base.
Master and disciple Nalan Xue and Chu Jiaotong had just finished an experiment and were squeezing their sore arms.
Not far away, Jiang Yuzheng smiled and waved to them. The tablet in his hand also showed the live broadcast of S10.
Jiang Da.
Mingye Tower, 503.
Four teenagers were huddled in front of Xiao Cao's table, each holding a box of take-out lunches.
A pair of eyes looked at the computer screen in front of them with glowing eyes.
Xiao Cao, who was so squeezed that his body was almost deformed, couldn't bear it anymore. His face was covered with black lines and he roared loudly: "Don't you have a computer?!"
"Hey, our computer monitor is not as good as yours."
Guo Huang took a mouthful of rice, pointed at the screen and shouted: "Hurry, hurry, raise the resolution, the game will start soon!"
"How many games are there today?" Rekza asked inarticulately.
"I don't know, like four games?" Ding Zhao replied.
At this time, the major teams in the Sith Kingdom were conducting a lottery ceremony backstage.
Because there are thirty-two teams, the game cannot be completed in one day.
So tonight's draw will determine the eight teams that will play on the first day, which is four games.
The top 32 advance to the top 16, using a BO1 format.
In other words, one game determines the outcome!
"The first team in the first game—"
The official who drew the lot read out the name of the team in his hand: "Team Lan Ting!"
There were noisy discussions among the major teams, and there was no shortage of gloating and snickering.
The Lan Ting team looked pained from top to bottom.
(End of chapter)