"Well, let''s congratulate the team from KCl. They won the game with their own strength. At the same time, let''s give applause to the boys of our dream team. They have done a great job..."


    Listening to the helpless voice of the commentary, the audience was in an uproar, and few people wanted to believe the result.


    On their own land in the competition area, the strongest team they voted for was once again defeated by the South Korean team, allowing the South Korean players to snatch the all star Invitational championship trophy from them.


    When he saw the five people in the KCl division lifting the cup together, Lu Feng''s heart ached slightly, and the mood of the women around him was not much better. They all bowed their faces and clapped their hands powerlessly.


    Behind the five of them, the five of the dream team are packing up their own things. Each of them is so lonely, frosty, Mohe, even sitting in his seat, with a dull expression, unable to recover for a long time.


    The audience was heartbroken. Lu Feng saw that many vulnerable female fans were hiding their faces and crying, and many old men were red eyed. But these tears could not change the fact that they had happened.


    In the world of e-sports, sympathy and tears are the most useless things. Here, only winning or losing, only winning or losing, only the winner will be remembered by the world, and the rest is empty.


    In such a lonely atmosphere, Zhu Zhen took the microphone to the stage.


    Although his face is also full of smiles, but it is so reluctant, rigid.


    No one is willing to give awards to Koreans in his own competition area, but he has to do so. This is his mission as a host.


    After saying the award speech with a smile, I saw two middle-aged people with big bellies coming out from the backstage and presenting their trophies and certificates to the champion.


    When the award ceremony came to an end, Zhu Zhen turned her words and lifted her left hand lightly.


    "Now let''s enter the special interactive part of this all star Invitational Competition. Next, we will randomly select an audience to go on stage. He and the MVP and faker players of this competition will carry out the 1v1 solo activity. Is there any audience willing to go on stage?"


    "Me


    "Me!"


    “……”


    There are many fans of faker at the scene. After hearing that you can talk with fakersolo, many audiences are boiling and raise their hands one after another.


    In such an enthusiastic atmosphere, faker, who had already stepped down, walked out of the backstage again and came to the center of the stage.


    Zhu Zhen handed the microphone to faker and said with a smile, "faker, it''s up to you to decide. You shout 3, 2, 1, and then our spotlight will draw the audience. If the light stays there, we will draw the audience. Come on..."


    After being conveyed by the interpreter, faker nodded knowingly, put the microphone to his mouth and yelled, "3!"


    Before the voice fell, the spotlight turned around and swept over the heads of countless audiences. However, Lu Feng, who was sitting in his seat, was in an unprecedented panic.


    He suddenly remembered what Du Shipeng had said that day. There would be a special gift for him, wouldn''t it? It can''t be true!


    Thinking of that possibility, Lu Feng was in a state of confusion. He had an impulse to leave immediately.


    "The monitor and Yao''er, if there is nothing else, Xueer and I will go first!" After hearing faker call out "2", Lu Feng is in a hurry.


    Seeing Lu Feng''s flustered look, Du Xixi asked strangely, "do you have anything else?"


    "Yes, yes!"


    Lu Feng nodded busily, trying to leave his seat before the last number was read out.


    Ye Xianyao nodded, "well, I don''t want to see it any more. Why don''t we all go together? Sister Xi Xi, what do you say? "


    "Well, let''s go together." Du said.


    Seeing Lin Nan get up, Lu Feng is also a little relieved. Just as he takes Mengxue''s hand and is ready to leave, faker''s voice suddenly comes to his ear.


    “1”


    "Stop!"


    Then the spotlight stopped on Lu Feng, and immediately the scene of Lu Feng appeared on the big screen.


    Zhu Zhen said: "OK, let''s congratulate the audience. What you will get is a chance to play with fakersolo. Next, please step on the stage."


    The cheers of the audience had already sounded in his ears. Lu Feng knew that the cheers were not for him, but for the four girls beside him. But this did not hinder his nervous mood.


    Du Shipeng, Du Shipeng, you''re killing labor and capital this time! Lu Feng cursed in his heart.


    Seeing that he was reluctant to come up, Zhu Zhen could not help but urge him again.


    "Four row, three vertical, 003 lucky audience, please come on stage, our equipment is ready for you."


    Smell speech, Lu Feng turns his head difficultly, at this time, the camera also just shines on his face.


    Lu Feng appeared on the big screen with a somewhat handsome face.


    Many spectators in all directions could not help but exclaim. Obviously, they recognized Lu Feng.


    For a time, Lu Feng heard a lot of urging sound.


    "Feng Shen, come on stage, fight for our KPL division!"


    "Come on, Fengshen, blow up faker!"


    "Feng Shen..."


    “……”


    Lu Feng''s face is more bitter, and he moves his body hard. He really doesn''t want to go up. This time, he will be recognized by faker. It''s a happy thing for old friends to meet, but Lu Feng absolutely doesn''t want to meet them in this situation, on the stage where faker won the prize.


    It seems that seeing Lu Feng''s unwillingness and time''s refusal, Zhu Zhen spoke again.


    "If our lucky audience doesn''t want to go on stage, then we can select another audience to participate in solo."


    Good, good, Lu Feng turned his head in surprise and just wanted to agree to the camera, but the sound from the stereo made him almost sit on the ground.


    "No, I''ll choose him!"


    "Ouch!"


    Hearing the voice, the audience set off a wave again. Faker spoke, and he still spoke standard Mandarin.


    However, this sentence fell into Lu Feng''s ears, but it was not based on the thunder of nine days. He subconsciously looked up to the big screen, and in the lower right corner of the screen was faker himself.


    The corners of his mouth were slightly cocked up, and his eyes were as black as jewels, revealing a surprise.


    "Lu, long time no see!"


    Seeing Lu Feng looking at him, faker picked up the phone and said something.


    This sentence is to let the audience into a huge shock, how to look, dare feeling these two people also know ah!


    "Come on stage and fight with me. I''ve been waiting for you for a long time."


    A word with a little excited tone made the audience fall into an unprecedented surprise, and the scene atmosphere fell into a climax again. The cheers and shouts hit Lu Feng''s eardrum.


    He knew that this time he would not be able to go on stage.