This foreign aid is ridiculously strong

When everyone arrived in front of the gymnasium, Lin Cheng was sitting on the steps with his hands folded, craning his neck to look in the direction they were coming from with interest.

The gymnasium was built on a hillside, and the terrain in front gradually dropped. Sitting on the steps, Lin Cheng could just see the two sides arguing outside the parking lot.

"Tsk, tsk, that's wonderful! This is almost as good as Luneng scolding the referee."

Seeing everyone approaching, Lin Cheng stood up and patted his butt after watching the excitement and prepared to enter the venue.

The interior of the gymnasium has been arranged, and one-third of the field has been arranged as a stage. There are five competition computers placed in parallel on the left and right sides of the stadium. On the wall behind it is a large screen that can broadcast the game footage in real time.

Directly opposite the stage is a temporary seating area arranged in a rectangular shape, allowing the audience to watch the game facing the screen.

It is worth mentioning that the Shinhan Bank logo next to the screen is a bit glaring, and there is also the same logo on the floor in the center of the stage. The identity of the sponsor of this competition is already obvious.

"It's so spectacular."

Stepping into the gymnasium, Lin Cheng only had time to sigh when he heard the sound of An Shengyan gritting her teeth next to her:

"How many people did these bastards call over?"

As the largest university indoor gymnasium in South Korea, Hwajeong Gymnasium consists of three floors above ground and three floors underground, with more than 8,000 seats. Although there are not many people in the stands at this time, there are already more than 7 temporary seats under the stage. Chengdu is dominated by red and blue.

These people either wore jackets of two colors, or wore their own short-sleeved T-shirts outside their jackets. The blue T-shirts were printed with the Yonsei University logo, and the red T-shirts were printed with the words Korea University.

These are clearly the clothes worn by students from the two schools during the Yangao War every year. It is obvious that the two sides attach great importance to this competition, and they all wear their ancestral uniforms.

Although she knew in advance that her opponent was vigorously promoting it, An Shengyan originally thought that it would be good to have three to four hundred spectators just like the last badminton match held here. However, looking at the people who were still pouring in at the entrance, this The audience was probably much larger than she expected.

The more viewers there are, the greater the loss will be.

An Shengyan's face looked disgusting, and other members of the e-sports club were obviously nervous or excited.

If it were a football match between three universities, they wouldn't be surprised if there were tens of thousands of spectators, but the Seoul National University Esports Club has never experienced such a battle since its establishment.

"There are very few people coming to our school, and they look like a motley crew."

Lin Cheng looked at the uniform uniforms and support flags of the other two schools, and then at the Seoul National University students sitting sparsely in the corner. The contrast was too strong.

An Shengyan waved her fist, "I'm so angry. They make it look like our school's e-sports club is incompetent."

Xiao Tong comforted, "It's none of your business. Our school's e-sports club has been promoting this competition for a long time. Many students are actually not interested in e-sports, but they heard that your school is not dominant in strength, so they ···Hmm~~~I just came here to join in the fun.”

It's okay that Xiao Tong didn't speak. This was like telling An Shengyan that most of the people here are not interested in games and just want to see you get beaten up.

"If I had known, we would have called more people over to cheer."

Fatty reminded, "But we can't publicize it in a big way. It will be even worse if we are pushed to the ground and beaten."

An Shengyan glanced at the fat man sharply, "If you don't know how to speak, just shut up."

Han Shuyan glanced at Lin Cheng, "Is it okay?"

"Don't worry, it's just a small scene."

Lin Cheng waved his hand and looked at his teammates, "I am a member of RANK who plays against professional players every day. You can just play like you did in training yesterday. I will take care of everything."

It doesn't matter if you surrender when you can't hold it any longer. There is no rule against surrender anyway.

Everyone didn't know Lin Cheng's sinister thoughts, but they inexplicably ignited their fighting spirit and expressed their determination to perform well.

It was approaching two o'clock in the afternoon, and all the temporary seating areas were full, and there were also a large number of spectators sitting in the ground floor stands of the stadium. The number of people present was estimated to have exceeded 2,000.

The female host wearing a white knee-length skirt stepped onto the stage, thanked the sponsors first, and then started to introduce the competition system with a hand card.

Since there are only three teams participating, the competition is divided into two stages. The first stage is a BO1 single round-robin competition. The three teams play against each other in pairs, and the top two advance to the finals.

If there is a closed-loop situation where the records overlap with each other, the team with the shortest victory time will automatically advance, and the other two teams will compete in a playoff to determine another promotion spot.

The top two teams will compete in a BO3 final. The winner will win the first SKY Cup and receive a bonus of 5 million won from Shinhan Bank.

At this time, An Seung-yeon, as the coach, and the starting five were waiting boredly backstage to appear.

Since the temporary backstage didn’t even have a broadcast screen, a group of people could only peek their heads out to observe the situation at the scene.

Jin Chenglu clicked his tongue, "It looks like there are so many spectators here. I have never played a game in front of so many people."

"I just said I should behave well, but now I seem to be nervous again."

An Shengyan snorted, "Don't be nervous. It will be easy for you if you go back in disgrace."

"I don't want to be nervous, but when it gets cold my legs start shaking and they keep shaking. The more they shake, the more nervous I become."

"The host's back is very beautiful. Is he from Korea University?"

Lin Cheng's angle of attention was particularly tricky. His teammates were all feeling the atmosphere, and he was looking at the girl.

An Shengyan curled her lips, "Didn't you hear the self-introduction? I am a professional host at Kespa, and I have hosted LCK games for a while before."

Kespa is the Korean Professional E-Sports Association, which has a large number of professional anchors in various e-Sports projects.

There is a very special benefit for professional e-sports players registered with Kespa. Every year, several places are recommended for professional players to enter university. Through this benefit, Mr. An became a student with e-sports expertise at Central University.

Therefore, the relationship between the Korean E-sports Association and various universities is not bad. They are willing to provide personnel and equipment support for each university to hold e-sports competitions, and at the same time, they can promote themselves.

"Huh? I didn't even notice it unless you said it, senior. The host's back is really pretty."

"Isn't she cold in what she wears? Her skirt is exposed to her knees, and I'm shivering just looking at it."

An Shengyan said in an expert tone: "She is actually very warm wearing thermal stockings, not as cold as you think."

Lin Cheng sneered and said smoothly: "Speak as if you have worn it."

"But I actually wore it."

"Eh~~~You're perverted..."

Lin Cheng turned to look at her and said, "Oh~~~I'm sorry, I forgot that you are a woman."

An Shengyan: "·····"

Everyone laughed.

As a result, the painting style successfully led Lin Cheng astray, and the atmosphere became inexplicably relaxed.

Soon, players began to enter the field.

The first two teams to compete were Yonsei University and Seoul National University. Five members of the Yonsei University team wearing blue jackets appeared one after another.

At this time, in the blue support area, a boy stood up and waved a blue flag with an eagle on it.

"Yan! Se! Da! Learn!"

Seeing the familiar blue eagle and the slogan of support, Xiao Tong stood up subconsciously, waved his fist and shouted:

"go ahead!"

? ? ?

The members of the Seoul National University e-sports club sitting next to them had questions on their faces.

There is a traitor among us.