The King's Avatar: I Have a Ghost Behind Me

"I won!" Li Wen clenched his fists and his eyes narrowed with a smile.

[That group of guys... Never mind. I never thought about the possibility of them losing.] Su Muqiu said stubbornly: [In the final analysis, it was because Mu Cheng performed very well in this game. At least 80% of the credit should go to her. The rest of the people should share 20%...]

"Huh..." On the Chinese team, everyone first breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then excitement and joy appeared on their faces.

Won.

It was a risky move, but in the end, we won the game without any danger.

"Well done." Ye Xiu smiled and reached into his pocket to feel around, but quickly gave up. "Very well done."

Everyone has grown.

The lone wolf Sun Xiang learned to cooperate, and Fang Rui abandoned his personal honor and disgrace and devoted himself to the collective victory.

Every step Yu Wenzhou takes is like dancing on the edge of a knife. Fortunately, he is a very good dancer.

There is also Mu Cheng, who completely ignores all other distractions and uses her abilities to the fullest.

This victory was well done.

As half an audience, Ye Xiu gave a heartfelt applause.

"Beautiful! Let us congratulate our Chinese national team for winning the team competition! We would also like to thank the England national team for the wonderful game they presented to us!" Pan Lin's voice was a little hoarse. His previous excited shouting had caused his voice to break several times. Now, his throat could no longer bear it.

But what does it matter?

We won! We are one step closer to the final trophy!
……

Lost.

Although I had expected it, when the word "failure" actually appeared, an indescribable feeling of loss and sadness still surged into my chest.

All the hard work and struggle for so long was wiped out after this battle.

Arthur sat silently in the competition booth. After the red light of the camera disappeared completely, he raised his hand and rubbed his face to prevent the redness and swelling of his eyes from being too obvious.

I can’t appear in front of everyone in this state. I am the Knight King!

Arthur's face regained its smile, and he stood up and pushed open the door of the competition booth: "Let's go, let's offer our congratulations to our opponents."

"Be a gentleman..." Grahide made a dry joke that was not funny at all.

Merlin, Guinevere, Gawain, and Jack the Ripper pulled their lips together with difficulty.

"Don't show such expressions, everyone." Arthur smiled: "At least, don't let our opponents see such expressions. We are still young. Next time, we will definitely win."

Without looking at his teammates' expressions, Arthur walked towards the light.

Next time, I won’t lose again!

"Brother..." Grahide called out in a depressed tone, lowering his head, waiting for Lancelot's scolding.

However, only one hand rubbed his head: "You did a good job. You did everything you could."

Grahide looked up.

"Cry if you want to." Vivian hugged Merlin and patted his back: "No, it's okay, cry... cry... No, it's okay..."

Merlin's face darkened, and he no longer cared about any other emotions, and quickly began to comfort his girlfriend.

What is this thing called...

There were no complaints or accusations. They all knew that even if they played, they would never do better than their teammates.

Some, just comforting hugs and encouragement.

They are a whole, and they will shoulder the criticism that may arise in the future together.

However, what we need to do now is to face our opponents and give them praise and blessings.

“Um…” Ye Xiu pointed at Vivian who was still sobbing, and Merlin who had a bitter smile on his face: “Are you okay?”

This... that girl didn't appear on stage, right? Why is she crying so hard?

"She has more emotions." Arthur smiled bitterly and held out his hand: "Congratulations."

“Thank you.” Ye Xiu smiled: “If we were the losers, maybe some of our members would also be emotionally active. It doesn’t matter.”

"Do you think Ye Xiu was talking about Mu Cheng or the big sister Yun Xiu? I feel it's most likely Yang Xixi, although Xiao Wen is the most likely..." Huang Shaotian pulled Sun Zheping beside him and guessed.

"Shut up." Sun Zheping said helplessly: "Show some respect to your opponent."

"You guys played very well." Yu Wenzhou's mouth twitched, pretending not to hear Huang Shaotian's muttering beside him, and said with a smile: "We must be cautious at every step. If it weren't for the map, we might have lost."

"That's not much of a comfort." Guinevere said with a wry smile, "Even if it's another map, you guys have the corresponding preparations, right?"

Yu Wenzhou smiled and did not comment.

"Next time, we won't lose again." Guinevere took a deep breath, looked at Yu Wenzhou, and said seriously.

"Okay, we look forward to it." Yu Wenzhou nodded seriously.

The two pairs of hands were clasped together, and the England national team's gazes swept across the faces of the Chinese team members one by one, engraving the opponents' faces deeply into their memories.

Next time, I have to win, no matter who my opponent is.

Be it joy, reluctance, relief, or nostalgia, everything has finally settled.

Amid cheers and shouts, congratulations and applause.

The Chinese team advanced to the finals.

……

On the return bus.

"They are destined to not be able to fulfill their expectations." Zhang Jiale put his hands behind his head and said leisurely: "Three years later, there will be not many of us who can stand on that stage again."

"After all, they're out, so of course we have to comfort them." Chu Yunxiu seemed to be in a much better mood after winning, and barely forgot about the unpleasantness before the game: "Huh? It's been so long, why hasn't Fang Rui made any move?"

Zhang Jiale was also stunned. Indeed, Fang Rui didn't do anything funny on the stage just now. In this scene, he was one of the biggest contributors. Logically, he should be chatting with people everywhere now, right?

They both turned their heads at the same time and looked at Fang Rui who was sitting in the row behind them.

"It's over, it's all over..." Fang Rui leaned his head against the car window, his face gloomy, and kept muttering: "I'll jump into the river and drown myself. Those guys will laugh at this for a year..."

"Don't think too much, Xiao Rui." Zhang Jiale patted Fang Rui on the shoulder and comforted him.

The eyes that had been dim became bright again.

"Don't you know Lao Wei and the others? They can laugh at you for the rest of your life, not just for one year." Zhang Jiale corrected him with a smile. "Fuck, where's the time machine? Where is the time machine?" Fang Rui cried and cursed, "I bought this victory with my integrity!"

"Look at the bright side. How can you still have any moral integrity?" Tang Hao sneered and added.

"Damn it, Yang Xixi, bite him to death! Don't forget, you promised to work like a slave to repay me!" Fang Rui pointed at Tang Hao and shouted.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't promise you..." Sun Xiang was telling others excitedly about his feelings about getting three heads in a row. Hearing this, he was naturally furious, but then he remembered that his prestige was indeed built on Fang Rui's moral integrity. Although it was not worth much, he still had to be grateful for what he had received.

Just pretend you didn't hear it.

Others couldn't help but start teasing a few of them.

After all, we made it to the finals. No matter what happens next, for now, everyone is in a good mood.

As the team leader, Ye Xiu had no intention of spoiling the fun, nor did he dare to make any big movements. Su Mucheng was resting on his shoulder.

I don't know why, but I feel a chill down my spine.

Ye Xiu turned his head and saw Li Wen was talking to Yu Wenzhou in the back row about the tactics of this battle: "Xiao Wen, does your doll always have such a fierce expression?"

"Eh? Um... yes, yes." Li Wen nodded guiltily and reached out to tilt the lion doll's head.

Calm down, Brother Mu Qiu, don’t jump over!

"There's only one game left..." Xiao Shiqin stretched lazily: "After the game, I can go home! Home is still the best place."

"Yeah, I hope to defeat them within two rounds." Ye Xiu smiled, and the voices behind him gradually died down. After the excitement, fatigue came over them, and they naturally quieted down.

This is what happens after almost every game.

Everybody, we are tired.

Fortunately, there is only one game left.

……

"Stay up all night tonight and review all the game videos of the US team from the group stage to the knockout stage." In Lao Wei's room, all the other members of the Embers Team gathered here, listening to Lao Wei's instructions.

"Damn, do I have to go through it again?" Lu Liang asked in pain.

"Prevent trouble before it happens, check for omissions, look carefully for details and so on, and finally take them down. Then we will be the No. 1 Division of World Glory, and we will be superior to others in the future, okay?" Old Wei cursed, "At this point, no one should let us down!"

"Tsk, do I need you to remind me?" Lu Liang gave him the middle finger and returned to his room muttering.

Bai Shu and Qiu Fei looked at each other: "Together?"

"The conclusions drawn from different angles are more valuable for reference." Qiu Fei nodded.

"My place or yours?"

"I'll go there."

For the two little ones, this is also a rare opportunity to learn and improve themselves.

"Smoke less." Fang Shijing reminded and left the room with Lin Jingyan.

Lao Wei stretched lazily: "Got it. Get everything sorted out before the morning. I'll summarize it one last time and send the final conclusions and key points to Xiao Wen and the others, so they don't have to worry about it anymore."

"Come on." Lin Jingyan smiled.

For the sake of everyone and even the glory of China, all clubs and teams began to take action.

Weicao, Tyranny, Blue Rain, even Yi Zhan, He Wu, Shenqi...

Even if none of their players are selected for the national team, everyone still hopes that the Chinese team can win in the end.

All of a sudden, all the training rooms and meeting rooms were in action, discussing, arguing, summarizing, and re-simulating.

Only the last one left...

Only one step away from the championship!

……

After being appropriately tired, the quality of sleep is always very good, and Yu Wenzhou also slept a little longer, which was extremely rare.

Looking at the ceiling that I have gradually become familiar with after living in it for a month, I immediately raised my hand to confirm my current condition.

Fortunately, the consumption is not too great.

I picked up the phone next to my pillow and took a look. It was already half past nine.

He hurriedly got up, washed his face, put on his glasses, and the captain of the Chinese team, his calmness, returned to Yu Wenzhou's face.

There is one last game.

Yu Wenzhou stretched lazily, stood up and prepared to save what he had recorded yesterday on his computer to a USB drive, but soon, Yu Wenzhou was stunned.

There are many documents sent by many people on the communication software on the computer.

These guys...

Yu Wenzhou smiled, copied the information, put it in his pocket, pushed the door, walked out of the room, and walked towards the restaurant.

It can be seen that the others did not get up too early either. Fang Rui nodded at Yu Wenzhou with sleepy eyes, chewing the bread dryly: "It's rare, Captain Yu..."

"It's not that rare." Yu Wenzhou smiled and brought breakfast. "I sometimes want to sleep a little longer. It's really rare for this to happen to Deputy Captain Zhang."

"That's right." He swallowed the bread with great effort, drank two gulps of juice, and wiped his mouth casually: "Where are you going to go later?"

"You guys go ahead. I probably won't play in the next game, so there's no need to relax. I'll go and sort out the information that everyone helped to compile as well as the characteristics of the American team's players." Yu Wenzhou said with a smile.

"Having those guys here really saves me a lot of worry." Ye Xiu smiled and pulled out a bench and sat down: "Then let's do it together, get it sorted out early, and get ready early."

"I thought it was just sent to me, but it seems everyone gets a share." Xiao Shiqin smiled and put the USB drive on the table.

"It makes people feel very safe." Yu Wenzhou said with a smile: "At this point, victory is no longer our own business."

“Well, let’s finish a couple of bites quickly, and then we’ll get started.” Ye Xiu laughed: “I haven’t felt this motivated in a while…”

"Do you need me to call other people to help?" Fang Rui yawned. "Although I'm still a little tired, finding faults with others has become my instinct. It won't affect the accuracy and enthusiasm of finding faults."

"No need, you guys should take a rest if you need to, and go and relax if you want." Xiao Shiqin's eyes were full of fighting spirit: "Leave the summary and collation work to us. As the deputy team leader, you can't just divide the data and adjust the projector all the time!"

Fang Rui nodded and drank the last sip of juice.

With these guys around, it really makes people feel at ease.

(End of this chapter)