Alliance: My Qinggang Shadow made my alma mater famous

Chapter 392 [Returning to China]

"Dear passengers and friends, you have arrived at Pudong Airport..."

After experiencing the turbulence when the plane landed, Su Chen was finally able to see the gradually enlarged city scenery outside the window.

At dusk, the high-rise buildings in Shanghai were dyed golden. After half a month, everything still looks familiar.

"Go home." Xiaotian at the side stretched and said lazily.

After leaving Pudong International Airport, the whole CHN team received an extraordinary welcome ceremony.

Jin Yibo, the president of Penguin E-sports nicknamed "Bobby", the person in charge of Riot China, relevant leaders of the sports bureau, and the bosses of several clubs all arrived at the scene.

In addition, the LPL fans who held the banner with "Welcome CHN to return to China" also gave warm cheers when they saw the CHN group come out!
"Jiang Shen, the final of the Asian Games is too awesome, you are the best in the world!"

"Jane is proud that you are now a champion! Keep up the good work!"

"Laundry detergent, Su Hanwei! Look here!"

"Ming Kai woo woo woo, I'm your fan!"

Looking at the excited fan group, everyone looked at each other, and they could see the relief in each other's eyes.

Although the journey of half a month was hard, fortunately it did not disappoint everyone.

Surrounded by cheers, Su Chen slowly unzipped his jacket, then took out the gold medal hanging around his neck, and showed it to the fans outside the fence, which immediately elicited applause and screams.

"You are too coquettish, the gold medal is still hanging around your neck, and you are not afraid of losing it when you are flying?" Uzi looked calm and calm.

Su Chen hooked the looming red and white ribbon on his chubby neck, pretending to be puzzled, "What is this?"

"It's not true that someone won't take the gold medal with them, right?" The factory manager also unzipped the zipper, and the gold medal was stuck on his chest, like Ultraman Seven's energy tank.

"If you don't show off at this time, you will have no chance to put it in the cabinet when you return to the base." Xiye immediately followed suit, causing people around to take out their phones to take pictures.

Fortunately, the security personnel at the scene cleared the road in time. After everyone squeezed out of the encirclement, Jin Yibo also led the LPL official team to welcome them.

"He is Su Chen." Pointing, he introduced to a Sports Bureau official beside him.

"That's right," the latter patted Su Chen's shoulder with a smile, "This time the exhibition competition was very successful, and the response was very good in all aspects. Everyone has worked hard. We are already working on the next work. I can still see you on such occasions once."

Su Chen nodded quickly, and looked at Jin Yibo who was beside him. He gave a look that you understand, and Su Chen knew what it meant, and he couldn't help thinking about it.

Since the exhibition competition of the first Asian Games was so successful, the next job refers to... Could it be the Tokyo Olympics in 20 years?
Oh, I dare not think about it.

After exchanging pleasantries.

Everyone in CHN also parted here. Uzi, Xiao Ming, and Hart will continue to take the high-speed train back to Yanjing, while Xiye is going to Xi'an.

"Don't overturn in the playoffs, see you in Wukesong." Uzi issued a challenge letter to Su Chen with a serious expression.

"You too, wait until I come to Yanjing to find you." Su Chen smiled slightly.

Sitting in a Porsche Cayenne newly replaced by PDD, Su Chen, Xiaotian, and Meng Ma also quickly returned to the base.

Looking at the "YM" sign standing on the top of the building in the night with colorful lights flashing, Su Chen finally felt clearly that the half-month trip to the Asian Games was over.

Although PDD also made a video call in Jakarta, but thinking of those who were still at the base, Su Chen was really curious about how they spent this time.

"Brother Chen, do you have scissors in your bedroom? I want to deal with them." Xiaotian said holding his messy long hair.

Although he had hair styled during the game, his hair was already very long when he set off from the YM base. After growing it for more than half a month, he immediately evolved into the "Ayanami Rei" hairstyle as soon as he stretched his hips.

"Hush! Keep your voice down." PDD mysteriously opened the trunk and dragged out the luggage of several people.

"I didn't tell them when you're coming back tonight, go in quietly and give them Sepulis!" PDD smirked.

Everyone opened the gate of YM's base, put the suitcase in the cabinet lightly, and then walked towards the house.

During the period, Su Chen also saw a glass cabinet about the height of Xiaotian. It looked brand new and smelled like it had just been unpacked. At a glance, it was identified as having just moved in today.

In the training room, Zuo Shuo, Zhang Xiaowen, Gala, and Bovy were all scattered in their respective positions, playing in their respective positions.

However, Zhang Xiaowen's voice was louder. He was playing the live broadcast, debating the gains and losses of the previous round with the water friends.

"Don't interrupt me!" He shouted angrily, "I told you I don't have body odor! The first time I woke up, I was in a bad state, so don't yell, don't yell!"

"This death... Xi (song)... Xi singing! He has a big problem."

Zhang Xiaowen was talking, when he suddenly saw a figure appearing behind the camera, before he had time to turn around, Su Chen had already reached out and pressed his round head.

"Brother Chen!" Zhang Xiaowen took off the earphones in surprise, and then saw Su Chen hanging the gold medal around his neck.

Before boarding the plane in Jakarta, Zhang Xiaowen coyly asked Su Chen on WeChat if he could experience the feeling of wearing a gold medal, and Su Chen didn't forget about it.

"Fuck!! Brothers, this is a real gold medal! Did you see it, a gold medal!!!" Zhang Xiaowen excitedly showed the medal on his neck to the camera.

The live broadcast room was also filled with "awesome" bullet screens, and several rockets suddenly flew into the sky, and Zhang Xiaowen laughed from ear to ear.

On the other side, Xiaotian also gave his left hand a back cross chokehold, while Meng Ma came to Gala, who was immersed in the ranking, to watch his ranking.

And PDD also caught Xiao Ma who was playing chicken with the computer in the corner, and lifted him directly to the sofa.

The originally silent training room suddenly became noisy.

"Brother Chen, you played really well in the finals. You're awesome." Touching the back of his head with his left hand, he congratulated Su Chen.

"How does it feel to commentate a game for the first time?" Su Chen asked with a smile.

"I don't want to go anymore." Left Hand's face darkened instantly.

Since the final of the Asian Games, domestic entertainers have focused their attention on the left hand of the commentary booth, and made a lot of black pictures in an instant with his various hilarious laughs.

Among them, the most widely circulated one is a black and white screenshot of Ruofeng and Miss both smiling faces, while he stands expressionless on the side, with the text "I was [-] that year, standing like an idiot."

There is also the scene where the fourth Xiaotian's male gun shot the ultimate blow and snatched the first fire dragon, and the left hand that had been silent all of a sudden suddenly roared out the phrase "I got it!!!".

The blogger who knows how to work directly mixed and cut a clip of a groundhog roaring, and the effect of the program was full.

After everyone made a fuss, the cooking aunt at the base also prepared the evening celebration banquet.

Although PDD clamored to go out for a meal, Su Chen still felt that eating at the YM base was the best for the first meal after returning to Shanghai.

On the other side, Xiao Ma also drove over the contracted anchors of PDD studio, milk, ZZC, Chen Xinzai, Gao Tian and other familiar faces.

Counting the LDL players of the second team, the whole living room suddenly seemed a bit crowded.

What made Su Chen dumbfounded was that the youth training players of the second team were overly respectful towards him.

So much so that when he sat on the sofa and looked at his mobile phone, the youth players beside him didn't dare to sit next to him, they all held hands, and stood aside with fear.

Although there was indeed a gap of five or six years in age, it made Su Chen feel that he and them were not of the same generation.

However, anchors like ZZC and Milk were still the same as usual, yelling at Xiaotian to take out the gold medals, everyone wearing one, and posing with Su Chen to take various group photos.

Take this photo and post it on your circle of friends, it will be a proper material for flirting with girls.

"Why does it feel like Miss Min is not very happy today?" Su Chen looked at Shen Lingmin, who was carrying dishes outside with her aunt, with a sad expression, and asked in a low voice.

"Do you still have any memory of the barbecue restaurant that Slime (Shen Lingmin) opened beside the Huangpu River?" PDD asked seriously.

Su Chen nodded: "I remember that the sales volume on the platform has always been ranked first, and the business is booming?"

Then PDD slapped his thigh and let out a long sigh: "It's true that it's the sales crown, but I checked the account with her the day before yesterday, and I opened it for three months, and I lost a total of 100 million, which is equivalent to an average daily expenditure of more than [-]. This is not doing business, this is killing pigs by the Huangpu River!"

"I can only propose to surrender brother." PDD pretended to sigh, but actually let out a mocking laugh.

"Stop it!" Shen Lingmin's embarrassing voice came from the kitchen.

There were two big round tables with more than 20 people gathered in the living room. After all the food was served, PDD cleared his throat and poured himself a glass of beer.

"Although the gold medal is the honor of the national team, it is still our YM members after all. Brothers, let's raise our glasses to congratulate Su Chen and Xiaotian!"

"Congratulations!"

Everyone raised their glasses one after another, Su Chen drank the beer in one gulp, while Xiaotian beside him divided it twice, frowning and swallowing it in small sips, which immediately provoked the pony next to him to ridicule.

With PDD and pony, plus anchors like milk and ZZC, the whole meal was naturally very happy.

It wasn't until after ten o'clock, after they were full of wine and food, that the crowd left.

And the two gold medals of Su Chen and Xiaotian were finally put into the glass cabinet at the entrance of the main hall of the YM base.

On the shelves on the fourth floor, there are the Spring Championship Silver Dragon Cup (reprint), the MSI Champion Little Gold Cup, and two Asian Games gold medals.

"I feel like the cabinet is a little too big," Meng Ma rubbed his chin and said critically, "It's a bit empty when it's put in, and it seems that our club's honor is a bit less."

"It's okay," PDD said with a flushed face after drinking, touching the glass surface of the cabinet with a smile, "This is our first year in the LPL, we must not only win these two championships, but also win many, many more , Old Su, you are right."

When Su Chen heard that famous saying, she subconsciously said, "Not 3, Not 4, Not 5..."

There was a burst of laughter in the living room.

……

Cold Country, Seoul.

KT base, in the training hall.

On a computer screen in the corner, EZ with the skin of a future soldier was hanging, pulling the enemy back and forth in the small dragon pit.

After turning away Syndra's EQ push ball, EZ flashed decisively + arcane leap, and the output of the movement between intensive skills completed the harvest of the team battle and successfully killed four enemies.

Immediately afterwards, EZ's blind vision threw a big move with precise barrage, and after crossing the wild area shrouded in the fog of war, he crossed the body of Lucian, who was fleeing with two guns, and emptied his blood bar, and Lucian fell to the ground.

Under the rows of question marks pointed out by his teammates, the "Penta Kill" prompt appeared above the canyon.

Deft in front of the screen looked at the positions of his teammates advancing from the middle, and knew that the game was over after this wave, so he directly chose to quit the game.

Soon, his rank in cold clothes also jumped out, the strongest king has 1726 points, currently ranked third in cold clothes.

For a single-row ADC, it doesn't matter to him if he doesn't rank first.

He took off the earphones, and after gently twisting his neck, he heard the sound behind him.

Smeb and Mata, who returned to the base with their luggage, appeared behind him.

"Are you still qualifying so late?" Mata asked.

"It's only two o'clock in the morning, it's still early." Deft stood up, took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator in the living room, poured it into his own ceramic cup, and took a sip.

"It was badly beaten." He laughed.

"Assi, don't mention it. On the flight back to Seoul, I felt that the atmosphere was so oppressive that I couldn't breathe. The guy Lee Sang Hyuk looked at Ruler as if he was going to kill him." Mata sighed helplessly.

"How, how does it feel after fighting that person?" Deft looked at Smeb, "Is it better than Qinghuan back then?"

"It's hard to say," Smeb shook his head, "but at least this year, I don't think anyone can beat JKD on the top lane."

"A player like him may only come out after so many years, but I didn't expect to be born in the LPL."

Even though his ace top laner gave such a high evaluation, Deft didn't show any surprise, just shrugged and said:

"Among the local top laners in the LPL, there is indeed no one of his type."

"Thinking that I might meet this guy in this year's World Championships, I really have a headache." Mata scratched his curly hair irritably, obviously thinking about countermeasures on the way back.

"It seems that he is really strong," Deft sighed, looking up at the ceiling of the base, and then muttered to himself: "No matter how strong he is, the one who wins the world championship in Incheon will only be KT."

"Well, even though JKD is the best player, we are a better team," Smeb said without hesitation, "Also, we all have reasons to win the world championship, right?"

"of course."

The same voice sounded in the living room.

Deft looked over, and the IDs of his teammates were engraved on the white vest.

KT Pawn.

KT Marin
KT Score
These IDs destined to be written into the LCK Hall of Fame are all gathered in KT this year.

They have only one goal, and that is to win the S8 global championship.

Deft smiled slightly, then quickly sat up straight, turned the chair back to the position facing the screen, then put on the earphones, and started a new round of ranking again.

(End of this chapter)