Rebirth is fine, but I get eight hundred dollars right from the start?

"puff!"

Lin Shu's left hand shot out with lightning speed, his five fingers opening and closing, firmly holding the bottle in his palm. The bottle made a "crunch" sound as it was squeezed, and a few drops of water splashed onto the back of his hand, feeling incredibly cold.

The entire venue fell silent for a moment, followed by Zhang Hai's explosive shout, "Holy shit!"

His brain seemed to have been electrocuted; it only took him half a second to go from blank to conscious. He lunged forward, veins bulging on his neck, yelling, "Who the hell is this?! Show yourself!"

The other three also started with traditional Chinese arts, instantly causing a commotion among the audience.

Several young men wearing HWG team uniforms rolled up their sleeves and were about to rush towards the area where WE fans were, completely disregarding the fact that the other side clearly outnumbered them.

Faced with this situation, Lin Shu quickly shouted to the audience, "Don't be impulsive!"

He then grabbed the arms of the two people next to him with such force that Zhang Hai staggered.

He suppressed his anger and spoke slowly and deliberately, each word dripping into their ears: "Calm down! If a dog bites you, are you going to crawl down and bite back? If you rush down and start a fight now, with hundreds of eyes watching and the live stream cameras still on, if something happens, even if we're in the right, we'll be in the wrong!"

As Lin Shu said this, he was cursing himself inwardly.

He truly hadn't expected these fanatical fans to go to such an absurd degree.

In the previous SWL finals, IG defeated WE 3-2 and was smashed with a water bottle when they lifted the trophy—but that was the finals, the championship.

What now?

In the LPL opening match, HWG only lost one BO1 game, yet they can "enjoy" the same treatment in advance?

WE's fans are really something else.

Zhang Hai's chest heaved violently, his teeth clenched so tightly they cracked, and his fists were so clenched his knuckles turned white, but he was ultimately rooted to the spot by those words.

The old thief next to him was the calmest one in the whole place.

He simply raised his hand to touch his cheek. The bottle was stopped by the boss and didn't hit him, but when the sound of the wind whistled past his ear, he still instinctively turned his head slightly.

I touched it to make sure there was no broken skin, then I put my hand down.

Li Nan finally regained her composure from her rage and quickly grabbed Zhang Hai's other shoulder, and together with White Crescent, they pulled him back.

Meanwhile, the league organizers finally realized what was happening.

Staff rushed into the fan area in a flurry, separating two groups of fans who were almost face-to-face hurling insults at each other, while simultaneously shouting into walkie-talkies, "Guide the contestants to leave the stage."

The bowing and greetings on stage ended hastily, and the group of people retreated into the contestant passage amidst the noise, almost touching the edge of the stage.

"Damn! What kind of person is this! Losing on the field, resorting to dirty tricks off the field?"

Zhang Hai walked along, yelling, "Boss, why are you stopping me! I have to find him for a real-life solo match! Turn off the cameras, see you in the grove, whoever chickens out is a coward!"

As soon as they reached the corner, Lin Shu released their arms.

He turned around, and the last bit of warmth on his face completely dropped to freezing point.

Seeing this, Zhang Hai decisively shut his mouth.

"Calm down!"

"A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years."

Before the contestants could express their opinions.

He curled the corners of his lips into a smile, but there was no hint of amusement in his eyes. He then changed the subject: "But we are not gentlemen—of course, we should avenge our grudges on the spot."

"But not in the way of self-destructing with those idiots."

After saying that, Lin Shu turned around and walked towards the back office area, his sneakers clicking on the floor.

The team members behind him looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhang Hai was stunned for a moment: "Boss, what's this...?"

The old thief patted him on the shoulder: "Keep up."

The group quickly gave chase.

Lin Shu went straight to the LPL event operations office, and entered without knocking.

Then he slammed the plastic bottle he was still clutching onto the table, splashing water all over half of it: "Check the security footage, all the cameras, both on and off stage. I want to see the face of the person who threw the bottle."

The staff member was stunned by the impact, and after a couple of seconds, he stood up: "Ah... Emperor, please calm down, don't get agitated... We'll handle it properly!"

"If I get agitated," Lin Shu interrupted him calmly, "what you need to deal with right now is the serious incident of 'LPL opening match players and spectators getting into a fight.'"

"Don't try to fool me."

"This is not over—according to Article 28 of the Public Security Administration Punishment Law, publicly insulting others and throwing objects to disrupt the order of large-scale events will result in a reprimand and a fine of 200 yuan."

"I'm not asking for much. Just let that idiot spend a few hours in a dark room for 'tea,' is that enough?"

"As for WE, the idols are responsible for the fans' actions. You can figure out how to communicate with them yourselves."

The office fell silent for a moment.

Wang Zhuo, the event organizer who had been standing in the corner, finally spoke up: "Okay."

He walked over, his face also grim, a professional expression that suggested he was furious but had to keep quiet.

"Emperor, first of all, thank you for your composure today."

Wang Zhuo said solemnly, "To be honest, if you hadn't stopped them just now, and the players had rushed down and started fighting—our LPL opening match would be on the front page of the esports section tomorrow."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone in the office understood what he meant.

Wang Zhuo took a deep breath: "We will definitely handle the subsequent public opinion management and hold those involved accountable seriously, and provide feedback to HWG as soon as possible. I guarantee this on behalf of the LPL."

Not to mention Lin Shu, Wang Zhuo was cursing in his heart at this moment.

Damn it, is this something as trivial as losing a water bottle?

What he's revealing is a bright future for the entire LPL – esports has finally received significant national attention in the last two years, and is being prepared for further promotion as a formal sport.

However, on the first day of the League of Legends professional esports season, a vicious conflict broke out between players and spectators, and the live broadcast footage spread across the entire internet...

Following the usual approach described above, what will happen next?

He dared not think.

I really can't imagine it.

Do you need to know what the social perception of esports is like now?

Chaotic, ignorant, and internet-addicted teenagers!

If Lin Shu hadn't stopped him, if Zhang Hai or the other team members had actually rushed off the stage and started fighting with the audience...

Don't think it's impossible; when seventeen or eighteen-year-olds get into a heated argument, they won't listen to any pleasantries.

Even if it's just a shove, even if it's just a "minor injury"—at that point, no one will care that "the audience threw the bottle first," everyone will only see "e-sports players hitting the audience."

And once such public opinion takes hold...

It's no exaggeration to say that this incident is another "Blue Speed" event, and it has dealt a blow to the LPL and even the entire Chinese esports ecosystem.

Esports is different from traditional sports. You can throw water bottles and even engage in real-life battles on the field without any problems.

It took a lot of effort in recent years to be included in the management system of the General Administration of Sport and enjoy some policy support for sports events.

And then you caused a vicious brawl during the opening match?

If someone on the other end of the internet were to announce, "The approval of esports leagues is suspended, and a comprehensive rectification is needed," he would likely become the biggest villain in the entire industry.

So, accountability?

We absolutely have to go for it!

This decadent fan culture that is affecting the development of the esports industry must be dealt with decisively!