The day of the finals.

imperial capital.

The scorching sun hangs high in the air, and the cloudless sky is as blue as a wash, as clear as a lake mirror.

The hotel where RL stayed has set up a place to sign autographs and distribute aid items.

Fans can pick up support items from here, as well as get autographs from their favorite players.

Brother Kang stood on the side and watched the fans lining up to receive gifts in an orderly manner. He was very relieved. Lang Jiu stood beside him and said, "Don't you think there are too many people today?"

"It's a lot, but isn't it normal?" Brother Kang said.

Lang Jiu motioned Brother Kang to take a closer look, and said, "There are a lot of old fans today."

Brother Kang pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and glanced around. When he saw some people, he suddenly felt a familiar feeling.

These people are...

Office workers in shirts and ties, women holding milk babies, heroes of the old version of COS, compared to those excited boys and girls——

They have a calm temperament, and although there is excitement in their eyes, it has never been shown on their faces.

The age of youth is no longer, and the years have changed them. They each have their own lives, start a family, and work hard.

Games seem to be a memory of the past.

But today, they are back.

Brother Kang suddenly had a sour nose and slightly red eyes. He turned his head and wiped it off with his hands quietly.

How could he, who is usually serious and steady, cry, it's too embarrassing.

Chong Ai has the most fans, and the young fans are full of energy, shaking hands with her with enthusiasm.

After signing for the fans, Chong Ai was a little thirsty. Nan Mingche handed over a bottle of water. She picked up the mineral water with the unscrewed cap and took a few sips of water.

"Your Highness." A gentle voice came.

Chong Ai screwed on the bottle cap and looked at the woman holding the baby in front of her. She was about twenty-three or four years old. She had a wedding ring in her hand, and she had a kind of virtuous temperament.

"Hello." Chong Ai showed a bright smile and said, "The baby is so cute, how old is he?"

The doll in the woman's arms also grinned, and the innocent smile was very infectious and made people feel happy.

"More than one year old." The woman took off the hat on the doll's head and said, "Your Highness, can you sign here?"

Chong Ai readily agreed: "Yes."

She picked up the brush and wrote down her game ID, and then put the hat back on the doll's head.

"Thank you." The woman finally showed a hint of excitement and said, "Your Highness, you must do your best."

Chong Ai nodded: "We will win, this year's championship belongs to RL."

After the event, everyone returned to the hotel to rest.

"Tomorrow is the game, how are you preparing?" Brother Kang said.

Minluo, Ningyou, and Xiao Xue slumped on the sofa and said, "Brother Kang, don't worry, after your hellish training, we will definitely explode the ED crystal."

Brother Kang said: "The three of you know how to talk shit, and cheer up tomorrow's game. The league is a team game, and the ED side must have changed their tactics after changing people. Don't take it lightly..."

"I know." The boys replied.

Chong Ai and Nan Mingche are under no pressure, RL is sure to win this game!

The next day.

After entering the stadium, the security guards separated the fans and made a way. Because it was the finals, there were a lot of fans.

At a glance, there are people's heads in black.

"RL-RL-The King is coming again!" The fans shouted frantically, and the voice was deafening.

This time Chong Ai and Nan Mingche did not wear masks.

Chong Ai made a blowing kiss to the fan group with his head turned sideways.

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