The three people came in very low-key and did not have any conversation after sitting down. They watched the scene and played with their mobile phones with their heads down. They did not attract the attention of many people around them.
The semi-finals were not as grand as the finals, and there were not so many fancy gameplays before the official game. After the three commentators took their places, they first introduced themselves, and then started to introduce the two teams gdt and jz this season.
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The commentators were fairly fair, talking about the strengths of both teams and also pointing out their weaknesses.
"In short, whether it is the gdt team or the jz team, they are two very strong teams. I believe today's game will be very exciting..."
After explaining the situation of both teams, the players began to enter the arena, and the commentator introduced the players to the audience again.
Speaking of players, one of the commentators thought of the gossip that has been leaked recently: "I heard that the gdt team will send a veteran today. Although this veteran is called a veteran, he is actually not old at all..."
Before the commentator finished speaking, the audience cheered and screamed, and the fans shouted the name "miracle" to the point where the entire venue was almost overturned.
Commentator a: "However, in the first game of gdt, it is still the starting lineup, without our Kuang Shen."
Commentator B: "It may be a new routine developed by gdt, which will probably be seen in the next few games."
Commentator a: “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Kuang Shen play, and I’m still looking forward to it when I think about it.”
Commentator c: "Okay, the players are all in their places, the coaches on both sides have shaken hands, let's enter the first game..."
It wasn't until both teams started drafting heroes that the shouts about "miracle" gradually disappeared.
Seeing that the scene was finally a little cleaner, Chen Jing lowered his fingers covering his ears and leaned into Sheng Kuang's ear: "Kang Zai, have you seen those pictures?"
He continued to play the game without raising his head. It wasn't until the opponent's crystal exploded that he took off his headphones and asked, "What picture?"
Chen Jing: "Just the pictures I sent you."
Sheng Cheng didn't say anything. He clicked on WeChat and saw a dozen red reminders on Chen Jing's profile picture.
Clicking into the dialog box, Sheng Kuang randomly selected a picture to enlarge it. He only glanced at it and switched back to the game without interest.
Chen Jing: "How is it? Isn't it interesting?"
Sheng Cheng said with a perfunctory expression: "Well, I am impressed."
Chen Jing: "Yeah, I also think it's very touching, especially you, every painting is very touching."
Sheng Cheng cursed carelessly: "Get out of here, don't blame me."
Chen Jing: "What do you mean by dragging it on you? Those pictures were all about you."
Sheng Kuang paused with his fingertips as he was about to click to start the game. After two seconds, he turned his head and looked at Chen Jing.
Chen Jing: "Don't tell me you don't know. Those pictures are very popular on the Internet. They were drawn by a very famous blogger. He has been drawing them for almost two years. There should be nearly a hundred pictures in total."
You are in every picture..."
Sheng Kuang thought of the picture he had just swept away, and looked at Chen Jing expressionlessly for two seconds, then lowered his head and clicked on WeChat.
The scale of the dozen or so pictures is quite open. In addition to one person being fixed and the other person changing all the time, those pictures also have a common feature, that is, he is always the one at the bottom.
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Chen Jing: "This blogger now has more than one million fans by drawing you. I did some research and found out that she said it two years ago, coincidentally, I started drawing you on the same day...
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Lan Bowen, who was sitting nearby and watching the game intently without listening to what Chen Jing and Sheng Kuang were saying, suddenly said: "Damn, gdt's mid laner was killed by jz's mid laner."
Chen Jing looked at the screen, and the director just replayed the scene where the mid laner of gdt was killed by the mid laner of jz. He cursed without hesitation, "This guy is a bad mid laner", and then he concentrated on watching the game.
Sheng Kuang lowered his head and looked at the picture sent by Chen Jing. He was silent for a moment, then turned off the screen and started watching the game.
The level of gdt and jz is about the same. Both sides are in good condition today. The score has been very tight. Unknowingly, it has reached the seventh game, the moment of decisive battle.
This is already the seventh game, and GDT has no intention of making a substitution. The fans who came for Miracle are gradually becoming dissatisfied.
"Didn't you say that Miracle is going to play? This is the last round, why hasn't he played yet?"
"I came here specifically to care about my family situation, and this is what happened to me?"
"..."
Lin Jing pursed his lips as he listened to the conversation between the two girls behind him.
The seventh game began, and gdt still maintained its current lineup. In the last game, jz’s jungler made a mistake, which caused the early game to collapse. The game ended in less than twenty minutes.
The two girls behind Lin Jing basically didn't watch the last game, and they complained about Miracle not playing the whole time.
At the end of the complaint, a fan of Yang Sinian, the current jungler of GDT, was dissatisfied: "The coach must have reasons for not allowing the grand occasion. Besides, isn't GDT winning now?"
"It's none of your business if we complain about us?"
"It's none of my business, what?"
The game is over and everyone is sorting themselves out.
Fans on both sides started arguing and blocked Lin Jing's way, preventing her from walking out.
Lin Jing said "give way" twice in a row. Seeing that Yang Sinian's fans were only focused on arguing with the two fans in Shengjing and ignored her at all, she simply sat back on the chair.
The quarrel between the two sides became more and more intense. At the end of the quarrel, the two fans in Sheng Kuang had already left, and Yang Sinian's fans were still angrily shouting: "Where did these two lunatics come from? They are so stupid that they keep shouting every day."
Let your family play, no matter what kind of game they play, maybe they will lose continuously like the year before."
"Everyone, wake up. GDT is now Yang Sinian's world, not the world of pomp and circumstance. I'm afraid you are still living in the last century. Pomp and circumstance has long since passed."
Lin Jing, who had been staying out of the incident, raised his eyes and glanced at the cursing Yang Sinian fan.
Maybe it was because she bumped into someone several times in the past few days and said that Shengjing was outdated, or maybe it was because she rushed over to watch the results of the game with enthusiasm but didn't see the person she wanted to see on the field, or maybe it was a fan of Shengjing.
After they were gone, she was still cursing endlessly. Lin Jing felt that the fire in her heart suddenly exploded. Without thinking, she raised the mineral water bottle in her hand and pointed it at the seat in front of her.
Knocked hard.
Yang Sinian’s fans shut up and lower their heads.
Lin Jing raised his head and looked at her: "What skin care products do you use?"
Yang Sinian's fans were stunned when asked, "What?"
Every word Lin Jing uttered was full of irritability and impatience: "I said, what kind of skin care products do you use to have such a thick skin?"
The fan calmed down and said, "Fuck, a few idiots left, and another idiot came. I'm just fucking confused. Is it your husband or your boyfriend that you're fucking protecting him like this?"
Lin Jing choked on the words husband and boyfriend and fell silent for a moment. Of course, it is impossible to shut up in the middle of an argument. Lin Jing, who was thinking about getting back at her, blurted out a sentence reflexively without thinking:
"He is my son."
"Pfft--" A chuckle came from the sidewalk next to him.
Lin Jing raised his head and looked at Yang Sinian's fans with displeasure.
The three people walked along the aisle next to them and were heading for the exit. In the hot summer, they were wearing hats as if they were not afraid of the heat. The boy in the middle was tall and thin. He was wearing long sleeves with the zipper pulled all the way.
The top part covers less than half of the face.
Affected by the epidemic, everyone wore masks.
Although she couldn't see the face of the boy wearing long sleeves clearly, Lin Jing recognized her son at a glance.