Zhao Mingwei was still standing in the interview booth at the stadium at this moment. He actually didn't really listen to what the host said during the interview, and his answers were very perfunctory.
Now Zhao Mingwei's eyes scanned the audience in the auditorium, and he could feel that the audience seemed to...not take his retirement speech just now as true, but just thought it was a little joke that Zhao Mingwei made after winning.
The host also deliberately avoided this topic.
Zhao Mingwei still has a three-year contract with Junlin Tianxia. If Zhao Mingwei forcibly breaks the contract and retires this year, he will face huge claims for liquidated damages.
This pile of liquidated damages will leave him with nothing, but Zhao Mingwei is not afraid of this, as long as he still has money to go to an Internet cafe.
But the real problem is that Jun Lin Tian Xia cannot allow Zhao Mingwei to successfully retire.
Now Zhao Mingwei is the most popular player of the Holy Spirit, and he is a money tree that can produce gold nuggets in Jun Lintianxia's hands.
This glory of Mr. Xiao is really like a shackles...
But Zhao Mingwei couldn't think so much anymore.
"The interview is over for the time being. Next is the intercontinental competition..." When the host was about to end the interview with Zhao Mingwei and go directly to the intercontinental competition ceremony, the director informed the host of the ceremony in the headset.
Messages that need to be postponed.
This was originally just a trivial matter, but Zhao Mingwei saw keenly that there was almost no one in the four major professional teams entering the field.
If Zhao Mingwei remembers correctly, after the championship trophy is announced, there should be a departure ceremony for the intercontinental competition. The four major professional teams will pose on the stage and then leave the stage.
But the arrangement changed...why?
Zhao Mingwei suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility. While 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.
"Master Xiao...where are you going?" Lin Xi was still standing next to the trophy waving to the fans. When he saw Zhao Mingwei walking towards the bottom of the stage, he immediately lowered his voice and shouted.
He didn't dare to go up and grab Zhao Mingwei, because now there are close to tens of thousands of spectators watching in the stadium... Not only the spectators in the stadium, but there may already be five million viewers watching the live broadcast on computers and mobile phones!
If Zhao Mingwei messes up on this stage, he will have to apologize to the people of the whole country!
"Get 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...fuck!
Lin Xi really wanted to rush up and grab Zhao Mingwei's collar and punch him, but Zhao Mingwei, an internet addicted boy, had no brains and a punch would be useless.
"Ah...ah...the interview is over. Should we go down and change the uniforms for the Intercontinental Championship?"
What Lin Xi can do now is to cover 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 there for interviews."
The new players in the team were a little confused and asked. The reason why Jun Lin Tian Xia collapsed in the previous games was that the team members had undergone a major change. Now among the five main players, only Lin Xi and Zhao Mingwei are the veterans of Jun Lin Tian Xia.
The rest of the team members are all newbies.
"Yes! When have I ever lied to you? It's time to get off work!" Lin Xi really went all out this time.
So under the leadership of Lin Xi, a group of newcomers walked off the stage holding the trophy. The audience seemed to really think that the championship celebration was over, and they cheered for it.
Lin Xi, who was holding the trophy, waved awkwardly to the audience and quickly caught up with Zhao Mingwei.
"You used to like to talk dirty in interviews! Why did you become autistic after winning another championship this year?" Lin Xi lowered his voice and asked Zhao Mingwei.
It is estimated that the management is very dissatisfied with the content of Zhao Mingwei's interview.
"Before? Seven years ago?" Zhao Mingwei asked.
"..."
"Fortunately, the directors themselves were a little messed up this time. Just think of it as a show effect. When you go back to the lounge later, don't be autistic anymore." 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 opened the door of the lounge and walked in. Most of the management of Junlintianxia were waiting in the lounge. When Zhao Mingwei came in, they all applauded and congratulated him.
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Zhao Mingwei nodded his head lightly, then came to a sofa and rummaged through his backpack.
Cell phones are not allowed on the field. After Zhao Mingwei found his cell phone in his backpack, he checked the messages on it.
He quickly found the reason for this intercontinental competition ceremony among the four major teams in the Holy Spirit Guild's feuding group.
'Old Song, you have taken up too many machines! Give us a few more!'
'There are six lord-level monsters in our stronghold, what about you?'
'Ten!'
'There are more people in the stronghold than us.'
'Guild Leader Bubble! Lend me your Freezing Master for some use! Our guild's fire can't be extinguished!'
'What? Where is your base? Give me the coordinates. I have Miss Cat here to help me, so I can barely cope.'
A lord-level monster appeared in the stronghold? The resonance of flesh and blood caused the NPC to turn into a lord-level monster?
Zhao Mingwei quickly read the historical news in the tearing group, and he figured out what happened...
It wasn't until the president of a guild took a screenshot of a giant dragon roaring up to the sky and the building below completely turned into a sea of flames that Zhao Mingwei realized that he couldn't wait any longer.
"Xiao Zhao! There will be a post-match group visit later. Where are you going?" asked a manager of the club.
"Go to the bathroom." Zhao Mingwei said.
"I see that players from other clubs have gone to the VR experience hall downstairs to play Holy Spirit... Captain, you don't want to follow, right?" someone in the lounge suddenly asked.
"Holy Spirit? Xiao Zhao, didn't I tell you not to play other games during the game? It's just one game! Now go to the post-game group interview immediately." When the manager spoke aloud, someone next to Zhao Mingwei also stopped him.
he.
It's not just games... Zhao Mingwei's mind is now filled with whether something happened to Yelena. During the more than ten days of competition, he was also thinking about this issue.
However, Zhao Mingwei directly slapped away the hand of the person next to him... and left the lounge directly.
"Captain, he really just went to the toilet! I'll go with him!" In order to reassure the manager, Lin Xi quickly followed Zhao Mingwei.
"Lin Xi, do you still remember that you used your mobile phone when you first logged into the Holy Spirit?" Zhao Mingwei asked.
"I remember... the Holy Spirit APP is still on my phone and has not been uninstalled, but no matter who I told, no one believed it. I was afraid that I would be regarded as a lunatic, so I stopped using it," Lin Xi said.
Zhao Mingwei didn't continue talking, and directly pulled Lin Xi into an unentered storage room in the player tunnel.
"Damn! Do you really want to go online directly 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! Damn it! Isn't it just a game? Is there any need to work so hard!"
Lin Xi cursed crazily, because if things go on like this, it's not Zhao Mingwei who will get into trouble, but him... His commercial value is 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 burned by flames.
What the hell is this place?
Lin Xi suddenly remembered that before the game started, he secretly went online once and molested a little luoliNPC in the Leap Nuclear Stronghold.
Now...this little luoliNPC...is falling in front of him and crying.
Lin Xi suddenly turned around... Behind him was a three-meter-tall dragon humanoid creature. This creature waved its flaming claws towards the NPC in front of him.
"Damn rubbish game!"
Lin Xi cursed again and directly picked up the young NPC and rushed to the other side, but his body was still torn apart by the sharp claws of the dragon-like creature.
Lin Xi was stunned... his whole body turned into a tombstone of a strong man, and the young NPC he was hugging also fell on the other side.
Isn't this the guild's stronghold? Someone come here!
When Lin Xizheng was thinking this, someone really came...but it wasn't the Holy Spirit, but Yelena.
"Is there anyone alive?"
Yelena shouted into the fire scene, and the dragon-shaped lord monster discovered Yelena's existence.
Run quickly. Seeing this scene, Lin Xi only had this thought in her mind. It was not for Yelena, but for the dragon lord.
