Lord Grim only had about 1% of his health left and did not produce any more flowers. The ensuing battle came to an end in less than half a minute, and the word "glory" flew out smoothly on the big screen.
Lord Grim's blood volume has returned to zero, and Angry Birds' remaining blood volume is 55%.
However, the audience, who originally thought that Lord Grim would fall under the bloody sword, were still immersed in the holy healing spell that fell at the last second and the sinister changes of the cloud catcher outside the cliff, and could not recover for a long time.
The voices of the commentators broke the silence. The American commentator, who had read a letter of thanks to Lord Grim in advance, was so slapped in the face that he had to bite the bullet and repeat his previous words.
On the Chinese side, from the moment the competition cabin door opened and Ye Xiu stepped out, no one had the intention to listen to Pan Lin and Li Yibo's chatter.
Snap.
Snap.
Pah, pah, pah, pah—
The applause in the stands ranged from sporadic to dense, from deep to loud. All the Chinese spectators present welcomed their team leader, their hero’s return, with the most enthusiastic and longest-lasting applause——
As long as Ye Xiu walked, applause followed his footsteps.
From the competition cabins at both ends of the field to the seats of the professional players in the middle of the long side of the field, the distance is neither short nor long. Ye Xiu's pace is not fast, and he has to stop to wave to the audience from time to time, while the audience
The applause never stopped for a moment.
The audience was applauding, and so were the professional players. While applauding, they stood up one after another to greet them.
Yu Wenzhou, Zhang Xinjie, Su Mucheng... Zhou Zekai, Sun Xiang, Wang Jiexi, Huang Shaotian in the back row... And the young sparring team in the back row, Qiu Fei, Qiao Yifan, Gao Yingjie, Lu Hanwen? Song Qiying...
And in the stands. Han Wenqing was the first to stand up? On his left and right, Qin Muyun, Zheng Chengfeng, Bai Yanfei and others from Tyranny? And Lin Jingyan, who has retired? Without hesitation, he stood up. How many of them moved?
From left to right, everyone stood up with a roar.
In less than half a minute, none of the professional players in the stands were still sitting in their original positions.
Then, there were the ordinary spectators around. The crowd stood up one by one. Looking from a distance, it seemed that there was a wave of people. And in less than half a minute? This wave? It has swept all the Chinese audiences.
The stand where it is located.
"All Chinese audiences are standing up and applauding...all the audiences, national team members, professional players, retired players..."
The director who noticed this scene quickly zoomed in on the scene, and then swept it from left to right. Pan Lin’s sighing, slightly melancholy voice was conveyed to thousands of households along with the picture, and everyone on TV and the Internet
In the ears of players watching the broadcast:
"This can't help but remind us that what just ended was the last game in Ye Xiu's career..."
The audience was applauding? Waving? Standing for a long time. All eyes were focused on Ye Xiu, watching him walk to the contestants' bench step by step, watching him walk easily, waving constantly, and even had a smile on his face.
smile...
Ye Xiu retired too quickly. When he retired for the first time, Excellent Generation issued a statement, and he himself did not even come forward; and the second time, after the thrilling 6.5 seconds in the hearty finals of Season 10...
…
Just when everyone thought he could still play and would continue to play for a long time, he announced his retirement without warning, disappeared into the vast sea of people without saying a word.
After that, everyone was shocked. If it hadn't been for the World Invitational Tournament, if it hadn't been for this world-class competition that brought together China's strongest players, and that scene of lifting the trophy in the Season 10 finals, maybe it was Ye Xiu who stayed with them.
It's the last impression in my memory.
——Even if he showed up again, Ye Xiu would still play in the World Invitational Tournament as a retired player and a substitute.
If the decision to retire is really irreversible, then at least while you can still see him and be seen by him, use this method to properly express your nostalgia and reluctance, and say goodbye seriously.
Amidst the overwhelming applause, Ye Xiu stepped forward with a slight pause.
He reached out and held the account card on his chest. He turned his face slightly, as if he wanted to look back at the figure of Lord Grim struggling to kill on the big screen behind him, but he held back at the last moment. He tightened his palm and gently released it.
He opened his arms, raised his arms, and waved slowly to his teammates and the audience who were standing in front of him to give him a standing ovation.
The applause was louder. It spread from the Chinese audience and almost filled the entire competition venue. Suddenly, without warning, a high-pitched shout rang out:
"Ye Xiu!——Don't leave!"
There was a sudden silence in the stands. The next moment, more shouts, high-pitched, low, with southern and northern accents, and crying voices, messy and messy, came through the air:
"Ye Xiu! Don't leave!"
"Ye Xiu! Don't leave!"
The shouts exploded on the field like flames. They scattered, ignited, one after another, and quickly spread into a prairie fire. After three or five shouts, they turned into uniform shouts that shook the entire stadium:
"Ye Xiu!"
"——Don't go!!!"
Ye Xiu stood on the field, speechless for a long time. A small half of the field shouted to save him, while in the other half of the field, the foreign spectators sat quietly, staring at the rare sight in front of them, which had never been seen in the World Invitational Tournament.
I have seen such amazing sights, I picked up my mobile phone and took pictures wildly.
Even the referee did not urge this behavior that seemed to be delaying time.
The broadcaster quickly cut the scene. In the camera, the old foreign man with light blond hair looked around the arena curiously, turned back to point to the staff, and asked a few questions in a low voice. Then he leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest.
He put on a stone-carved look like "What happens on the field has nothing to do with me", saying nothing and not moving.
No matter how much time passed by, no matter how long Ye Xiu stood, his gaze moved from left to right, inch by inch, passing over all the Chinese spectators waving and shouting at him, staring at him for a long time.
Ye Xiu suddenly smiled.
This smile is joyful, calm, and light to the point of being almost transparent. The smile is like the spring breeze blowing, thousands of pear blossoms blooming, and like a layer of heavy shackles falling away. Just looking at it makes people sincerely sigh.
The tone comes, and the smile comes back.
While Ye Xiu was laughing, he raised his arms and waved to the Chinese audience around him. After waving, he turned towards his teammates, raised his right hand and tried to swing it from side to side, with his palm in the air, almost creating an afterimage...
That look coupled with his expression seemed to be saying "Sit down, my teammates don't want to be like this, please sit down..."
Yu Wenzhou was the first to laugh out loud. He stretched out his hands to make a virtual pressure and took his seat first. With him taking the lead, the players of the national team, the sparring partners, and the professional players in the stands behind him also sat down in rows.
Come down.
Ye Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, quickened his pace, and returned to his seat. Before sitting down, he made eye contact with Su Mucheng, and at the same moment, he smiled tacitly.