Alliance Management System

Chapter 245 Bring me the bottle

"Oh oh oh..."

"Awesome! Awesome!"

"It's too arrogant, Axi."

"........."

Hearing what Zhang Yu said, everyone immediately became noisy.

Fans who support LG naturally feel that their morale is boosted, they are awesome, and they dare to speak out.

But fans in other divisions are not so happy. It is too arrogant to start booking next year's championship after winning one year's championship.

But there is no way, the winner is justice, and if you lose, you can only hold back and wait for next year, at most you will make some strange noises.

"It seems that our Commander players are really confident and have a lot of expectations for next year."

"If that's the case, then I'll take advantage of the opportunity to ask the last question. Since Commander is so confident, what is the next goal of winning the championship?"

sjoke asked with a smile.

"Huh? Isn't this very clear? Next, I hope to go back to lpl and win an lpl championship. Our team hasn't won an lpl championship yet?"

Zhang Yu replied solemnly with some doubts.

"Huh? LPL champion?"

Because he is the host of lcs after all, and he is not very familiar with the lpl competition system. He just glanced at the information and was not very impressed.

So after thinking for a while, the host figured out the logical relationship.

"Well, let's congratulate the LG team. Once again, congratulations to them for winning the championship of the S game. I also wish them the ability to lift the championship trophy of the LPL after returning to the LPL. Congratulations to them."

The host came to his senses and quickly finished his concluding words.

"Haha, the lpl champion, Team Yu is really flirty, too flamboyant."

"Didn't you see that the hostess was so teased that she had nothing to say? Hurry up and run away, haha."

"It's just that you say Team Yu is coquettish. He's not the kind of coquettish man who laughs and laughs, but has a serious look. He's so coquettish that you have nothing to say, haha ​​(ω)hiahiahia."

Finally here, the process of the finals is almost over. All that's left is LG's group photo and some other personal interviews.

LG, the winner, was all smiling, while SKT, the loser, had a heavy atmosphere.

Even Faker, who has always been a talented boy and has a serious appearance, now has a confused expression on his face.

"I'm going to hang out outside the lounge, Coach."

Faker said so to kkoma.

As his precious pimple, kkoma naturally attaches great importance to it. Seeing that Faker was a little anxious, afraid that he would leave a psychological shadow, he quickly comforted him.

"Xianghe, it's okay, just call back next time."

"Since you want to go out, let Yong Ming go out with you. He understands English, but don't go too far, and don't leave the venue."

With the coach's permission, Faker and the interpreter came out of the lounge to relax. There were people walking around in the aisle, and neither of them had a conversation, they just walked quietly.

"Where do you want to go, it's a bit noisy inside, do you want to find a quiet place, Xianghe?"

The little translator Park Yongming asked.

"I don't know. Just walk around the venue. It would be better if there is a quiet place."

Faker replied in this way.

So the translator took Faker to a quiet place.

"Where is this?"

"This is the host's dressing room. It's far away from the arena. They're all interviewing now. There shouldn't be anyone there."

"Just stay at the door for a while and don't go in. It's not good."

Saying that, Faker sat on the stool by the door and became dazed.

At this time, someone suddenly spoke from inside the door, it seemed to be two female voices.

"Oh, it's a pity that SKT didn't win the championship."

A crisp female voice said.

"Oh, indeed, what a pity."

The female voice that responded was a little softer.

"Eh? How can I understand it? Oh, it turns out it's in Korean."

"This voice seems a little familiar, is it Enjing?"

Hearing this voice, Faker's heart surged.

"What will she think of us? Will she feel ashamed of us?"

Faker doesn't know why he thinks so much, he is just a 17-year-old boy who doesn't understand anything.

"Hey, SKT has already worked hard, I hope they can work harder next time, and keep the glory of our division."

This is Enjing's voice, hearing this statement, Faker felt much happier.

"That's right, come on, SKT."

Hearing Enjing's comfort, the other female voice was much more cheerful.

"But Commander is really handsome. I really like him. He is my idol. I am so happy and nervous to interview him later."

This voice is very soft, and it is the voice of En Jing.

"He's so handsome, I like him so much, he's so handsome, I like her so much..."

This sentence, a few words, echoed in Faker's mind.

These few words were rolling in his head, clanging and rumbling.

"........."

"Hey, Sang Hyuk, are you okay, why are you in a daze?"

Seeing that Faker's state was not right, the translator shook Faker's shoulder and said.

"........."

"I'm fine, I want to go back now."

"Okay, then I'll take you back."

Seeing Faker in such a state, the translator quickly took him back to an empty lounge.

After returning back, Faker sat on the gaming chair, sitting blankly, without speaking.

"Xiang Hyuk, sit here, I'll get you something to drink."

"…………"

"No need, Brother Yong Ming, you can find a bottle in my backpack and bring it here for me, I can use it."

The translator found Faker's backpack, found a pretty well-packaged bottle, handed it to Faker, and asked.

"Is it this? Xiang Hyuk."

"Yes, this is it, can you pour some mineral water into it for me?"

The translation is unclear, but I did it anyway, and then sent it back to faker.

"Go out, I want to be quiet."

Although the translator was a little worried, he still came out, but he didn't dare to go far, and just put his ear on the door to eavesdrop.

"Huh? Where are the tons of voices coming from in this room?"

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

While Faker was busy in the room, Zhang Yu was being interviewed by En Jing.

But Zhang Yu was a little impatient, it wasn't that he hated En Jing who was interviewing (of course he didn't like it either), but he was thinking about other things.

"Thank you commander for accepting our interview. Congratulations. Goodbye."

En Jing said the concluding remarks with a smile, but Zhang Yu didn't look directly, just wanted to quickly return to the backstage lounge.

Back in the lounge, Zhang Yu immediately closed his eyes, as if resting his eyes.

"Open the system."

"Congratulations to the host, you have completed the main mission 'Road to Champion' and won the S World Championship."

"mission rewards:…………"'

………………

At this time, Enjing, who finished the interview, was on her way back to the dressing room, and happened to meet Park Yongming, the translator.

"hi!"

"hi!"

The three of them passed by and said hello without saying much.

"The commander seemed to dislike me just now. He seemed to be in a hurry to leave. I'm so sad, Jingyun."

"It's okay. Maybe the commander player is in an emergency. You're overthinking it."

Hearing the two women gossiping, the interpreter didn't pay attention, and still put his ears on the door.

"Ton, ton, ton, ton..."

The sound of tons and tons inside the door is still there.

"Huh? Why does the sound of ton ton become faster?"

"I seemed to be in a trance and heard the sound of the tip of the knife piercing the flesh, didn't I?"

　fpx, awesome, lpl won the second consecutive championship.

　　I started consuming my favorite Brother Li again. I am really a wicked person.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)