Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

Before the opening game started, the topics of #一色天晨# and #云深帝朝# had been hanging around the scarf for a whole day, and the degree of topics and discussions continued to increase as the competition approached.

The regular season is divided into two games, home and away, and each team will not have a bye, except for the opening game. The four teams will be uniformly arranged to compete in a fixed-point stadium selected by the league, and the right to choose the specific location is the highest. In the hands of the organizing committee, it wasn't because "One Color" was last year's champion team that they gave him face at home.

Every year, Yujianghu has a big move as a kick-off gimmick to stimulate fans' enthusiasm and attention, just like last year's limited edition of Yujianghu's official full set of autographed dolls and the previous year's "Finals VIP Area Reservation Coupon".

But this year's "Lucky Head" has been uncharacteristically delayed.

Just when many people speculated that the official funds were weak and could not support such a big ostentation, the official platform of Yujianghu announced the live photos of the main arena "rich at first glance" and the "guest lineup" that can be called the top carnival. In just a few seconds, the search volume of this topic changed from "new" to "hot", jumped from "hot" to "boiling", and finally settled on a bright red "explosion", successfully occupying the top of the hot search list.

Fans have never thought about the day of "Twilight of the Gods" and "Corpse Corpse". For the four games that day, Yujianghu officials invited Jiang Mian, Wu Tian, ​​Xu Weifeng, representing different factions of Yujianghu Eight game commentators at the highest level.

The name tags of the rest of the retired professional players also appeared in the designated guest area in the front row of the arena. The officials also carefully posted the "role ID" representing their respective identities under the name tags. The long row of character IDs was under the scorching light , flickering, and silent, almost instantly evoking the memories of the first-generation players, bringing them back to the very beginning of the summer.

For many people, this kind of "spiritual" reward is much more reliable than material rewards. After all, those one-in-a-million prizes are not given to everyone fairly. When a hundred people look forward to it, it also means 99 people fell through, and this time—

Jiang Feng Yuhuo, Jiushutian, Beifeng Blows the Land, Yi Shuihan...

The names alone are worth the price of admission!

The official is stable, the fans are boiling, and Xia Qinghe, who is in a dilemma with the ticket, is stupefied. He thought he was just going to eat an appetizer and watch the opening game, but looking at this scary list, it is simply a feast for the grand family!

"Ayao, what the hell is the alliance doing? Are these first-generation masters gathered together to make fans level the stadium? It's simply putting pressure on the group of youngsters in the competition!" Xia Qinghe sat cross-legged on the bed and read the news , "Look, look, I knew that the flames of war would burn you, saying that except for Su Yao, all members of the first generation of heavenly regiments have been formed."

"Damn, this trash is still yelling at you, watch me spray him to death with a trumpet!" Xia Qinghe buried his head and spat on Su Yao's black and white.

"Okay, don't make trouble." Wen Yan replied softly, "The alliance is not trying to put pressure on Xiao Zhi and them, on the contrary, it is paving the way for them."

"The new generation like Xiao Ze and Xiaozhi have achieved very good results. We are at their age, and our achievements are not even as high as theirs, but the fan base is built by Jiang Mian and the others, so after they retire, their stamina seems to be somewhat insufficient. , the team cannot move forward without the support of fans."

"There is a market for everything, and e-sports is no exception. The more popular the fans, the more attentive the league clubs will be, and the better the resources they can provide, so Jiang Mian and the others appear in the opening match. To give fans a kick, remind them that there is no 'big ending' in Yujianghu."

Xia Qinghe raised his head, looked at the nostalgia and anticipation in Wen Yan's eyebrows, and then thought about what the group of trolls said just now, "Su Yao is not worthy to be compared with Sleeping God".

He slowly stopped, and when he was extremely angry, he calmed down. In the eyes of others, Su Yao's thin and tortuous three years were nothing. here it is.

"Remember to be fully armed, there are so many people, it would be bad if they are recognized." Xia Qinghe lay on the bed in a large font, with his face stuffed under the quilt, and said, "Beware of fans, but also guard against the boss. My friend, I am really sorry for you."

Wen Yan smiled and covered Xia Qinghe with a thin quilt, and said with a smile, "Who is yelling to go?"

"Su Yao, tell me who I am for!" Xia Qinghe turned his head with grief and indignation. He was not interested in it at all. When Su Yao was Captain Yunshen, he only went there once or twice, let alone now. .

"I know, I know," Wen Yan raised his hands in surrender, "Thank you Lord Long En."

At 9 a.m. on September 15th, the new season of Yujianghu officially started with the sound of the opening game salute.

When Wen Yan and Xia Qinghe sat in their seats, they felt as if they had passed away. Su Yao had never sat in the auditorium. He had officially entered the professional circle from hok and ended up suffering from illness. He had never set foot in these places again. Xia Qinghe only had In the past few experiences, because of Su Yao's relationship, I sat comfortably in the VIP area, and it was definitely not as... noisy as it is now.

It made my eardrums ache a bit.

But it was inexplicably stimulating, as if it could bring out the long-suffering tension in my heart. Compared with eight|nine points of restraint, perhaps this kind of hoarse environment is more suitable.

"Hello!" The girl next to Wen Yan waved her hands to Wen Yan and Xia Qinghe amidst the crowd, "Do you have a cold?"

The girl pointed to her mouth.

In order not to be recognized by others, Wen Yan wore a mask.

Before Wen Yan could respond, Xia Qinghe half-turned over his body vigilantly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I have a serious cold, but this ticket is hard to buy, and I can't bear it, so I can only come out with this look on my face." Already!"

"I understand!" the girl said loudly, "I also asked for this ticket! By the way, what team are you fans of? Why don't you have anything in hand?"

From the very beginning, Wen Yan saw the dazzling array of things in this girl's hands. He was very familiar with those things, such as Yun Shen's team emblem, Lin Zhi's Zheyaoqin, Qin Minghan's Cangyue Sword, and her inadvertent sideways face. At that time, the bright red "ys" on the cheek.

"A fan of Yunshen." Wen Yan raised his eyes and said with a smile, "I was on the way, so I didn't have time to prepare."

The girl was speechless for a moment, and looked at Wen Yan in a daze.

When she first noticed this man, she always felt that his features were a little familiar. He sat there quietly, not playing with his mobile phone, not chatting with people around him, just looking at the quiet arena, which seemed a bit out of place with the excitement around him. .

So she couldn't hold back.

"Then...then this is for you." The girl blushed slightly, and hurriedly lowered her head to hide her expression, "This is Isshiki's home game, we can't let Yun Shen lose!"

"In addition to Yishi, there are also a lot of people from Dynasty. The left hand side is their venue, and there is also the VIP area in front. Although there are quite a lot of people in Yunshen, the seats seem to be scattered."

Wen Yan looked at the banner in his hand that read "The Clouds Are Awesome", and smiled with crooked eyebrows, and said softly, "Thank you."

The surrounding seats are getting more and more full. Except for the seats of the guests and the organizing committee, there are almost no empty seats. The huge timetable in the center of the arena shows 8:25, which means that there is still half an hour left for the opening ceremony. more than an hour.

Just as Wen Yan was about to look down at his phone, he suddenly heard the voice of a girl beside him arguing with someone. He frowned and turned his face away, only to hear the girl yell, "Clean your mouth!"

"Forget it, the game is about to start, why are you arguing with them? Look at the people around you." The person on the girl's right tugged at her sleeve and said cautiously, "Make up later. It’s all going to cost you, and your ugly photos will be exposed to the eyes of the people all over the country!”

"I'm just so angry!" The girl sniffled, lowered her head and rummaged through her bag roughly, but couldn't find it after searching for a long time. The anger and grievance surged up together, and she said in a crying voice, "My tissue Woolen cloth!"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yan handed over a pack of tissues.

The girl pursed her lips and was about to cry. The companion quickly took it for her and said "thank you", then wiped her tears and apologized and said: "She is a die-hard fan of Yaoshen, the one behind just now The group of boys is probably of the same color, and the words are a bit unpleasant, so... I'm sorry, don't mind."

Wen Yan paused.

He hastily picked up the banner that fell on the ground, and said "it's okay" in a daze. He was used to those sharp words that blurted out without thinking. He thought that after getting used to it, there would be no gaps, but looking at the girl beside him, Because he summoned up the courage to speak for him, he was ridiculed and ridiculed.

It hurts more than hitting yourself.

Because he walked for too long, Wen Yan almost forgot that besides Jiang Mian and Xia Qinghe, there were still people guarding behind him, although he didn't know it.

Xia Qinghe watched Wen Yan's movements, got up and changed places with him, patted Wen Yan's shoulder reassuringly, and said to the girl mysteriously: "Don't cry, I'm also a die-hard loyalist of Yaoshen Fan, I’ll give you something in return for these two banners.”

From his angle, Wen Yan could only see Xia Qinghe bowing his head and talking to the girl. When Xia Qinghe made an OK gesture to himself, Wen Yan saw the girl's tearful smile, and was a little dazed. .

He never knew that Xia Qinghe was so good at coaxing girls.

"I didn't coax you, you coaxed me." Xia Qinghe said calmly.

Wen Yan:?

"When I went out, I brought the autograph card you gave me and the limited-edition banner of 'Don't See Chang'an'." Xia Qinghe raised his eyebrows, "So it was coaxed by 'Don't See Chang'an'."

"Why are you bringing this?" Wen Yan asked suspiciously.

"Because I'm the only fan of 'Not Seeing Chang'an', I want to support him." Xia Qinghe said calmly.

At this moment, the venue suddenly boiled, and the cheers and screams of "Sleeping God ah ah ah" were louder and louder, as if they were going to overturn the entire venue.

Wen Yan and Xia Qinghe raised their heads, the chairman came out from one side, and Jiang Mian greeted everyone behind him.

Then, amidst the cheers, Jiang Mian stopped, slowly turned around, looked in Wen Yan's direction several times, and smiled lightly.

"Damn it, Sleeping God just smiled at me!"

The crowd behind Wen Yan started to riot.