[Esports] Team Leader Xie, your mid laner is causing trouble again.

After exchanging a few simple pleasantries, the group returned to the training room without saying much more.

After all, now is not the time for idle chatter; the competition starts in just a few hours, and it's urgent.

Liang Shoucheng stood in front of the whiteboard, twirling a marker twice in his hand:

"Tonight we're playing K4. River isn't in good form, so we'll play the standard lineups you guys are most familiar with. We're not going for anything fancy, just playing it safe."

After saying that, he wrote his opponent's name on the whiteboard: K4.

Then I drew a few lines below to mark the opponent's usual playstyles and jungle time points for several positions.

The information was limited, but it was all essential; he had spent several nights painstakingly extracting it frame by frame from nearly thirty K4 matches.

They chose the most conventional system to start the game.

Unexpectedly, Xie Jichuan not only behaved normally, but it could even be said that he was not much different from usual.

His jungling rhythm remained smooth, with precise timing in the jungle, counter-jungling when necessary and giving up resources when appropriate.

Even the vision control was provided at the right time. The timing of placing the wards in the key river channels was exactly the same as usual, down to the second.

It was as if the fog in his mind only enveloped the living area, and once he entered the game, that fog dissipated.

All muscle memory and instinctive reactions were activated, as if a switch had been restarted, and every gear meshed perfectly.

Everyone breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Xie Jichuan took off his headphones, flexed his fingers, and his knuckles made a slight clicking sound.

The sharp eyes that were on the keyboard just now became blank again the moment they left the game.

The fog rolled down again, and his gaze swept around the training room before settling down when he saw Li Zhi.

Noticing that there was still a half-meter distance between the two, Xie Jichuan frowned and secretly moved his chair closer to Li Zhi.

Then I put my headphones back on and started typing away contentedly.

His fingers bounced and skipped across the keycaps, like he was playing a child's toy piano, and he exuded peace and contentment.

Li Zhi: "..."

He actually started using the keyboard; Song Bo was right.

Prophet Song Bo: "..."

Liang Shoucheng coughed lightly and cleared his throat: "Since we can play, let River take the field."

"Today's situation is special, let's head to the venue now to prepare in case of any emergencies."

Half an hour later, the group arrived at the venue.

The previous big match had just ended, and the cheers from the stands could be heard through the thick walls; it was very lively.

Staff members were running around in the corridor, carrying cables and equipment, shouting "Hurry, hurry, hurry!" It was a chaotic scene.

As Li Zhi walked through the gate carrying her peripheral bag, she saw a young man wearing a name tag and a black jacket jogging towards her.

The name tag on his chest was still dangling and not properly attached, clearly indicating that he had only been on the job for a few days.

The newly appointed director was a little out of breath, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. When he saw them, his eyes lit up with joy, and his voice was rapid and urgent:

"Professor Liang! There's a problem with the venue's electrical system. The temporary generator we're using now can only last for another five hours at most."

"Since you're here, why don't we start right now? Otherwise, waiting for the audience to leave, clearing the venue, and then re-entering will take more than an hour, and we might not have enough time."

After he finished speaking, he quickly added, "The K4 players arrived about half an hour ago, and they have already agreed."

Upon hearing this, Liang Shoucheng frowned slightly, glanced down at his watch, remained silent for two seconds, and then nodded.

Time was indeed tight. Five hours of generator power was neither a long nor a short time, and every minute saved was precious.

The director was overjoyed, thanked him profusely, and turned to run towards the front of the stage, already halfway there.

"Are you the new director?" Li Zhi's voice rang out from behind.

The director suddenly stopped, turned around, nodded, and a slightly apologetic smile appeared on his face:

"The previous director...disrespected Omega and was fired. I heard they'll issue an apology on Weibo or something. We really did something wrong, and I hope Lychee won't be angry."

Li Zhi felt instantly relieved when she heard that the man had lost his job.

A breath of stale air finally escaped from my chest, and even my breathing became a little lighter.

Her lips unconsciously curved into a smile, and she looked to be in a very good mood.

Seeing that Li Zhi looked fine and didn't seem to want to cause any more trouble, the director breathed a sigh of relief and became a little bolder.

He hesitated for a moment, then cautiously took half a step forward, his eyes pleading:

"Well... could Lychee help persuade River? His lawyer... is too aggressive; even the higher-ups are afraid to go back to their offices..."

As the director spoke, he glanced nervously behind him.

Xie Jichuan stood behind Li Zhi, the anti-bite device gleaming eerily under the cold lights of the corridor.

His eyes were gloomy, like a bottomless pool of black water, as he stared at the director.

Because Kurichi is talking to this person.

I spoke several sentences with this person.

I spoke several sentences to this person that he didn't understand.

He even laughed.

She's smiling so happily and looking so beautiful.

Alpha's gaze fell on the director, with a pure, almost animalistic hostility, as if it were sizing up a stranger trying to approach its food bowl.

The director's eyes met those of the person in the video.

He trembled and said, "...Excuse me, lawyers are welcome to visit the leader's office often. I'll take my leave now."

The group continued walking inside, while the commentators outside began to build up the atmosphere for the upcoming match.

A staff member jogged over and asked one of them to participate in the pre-race speech.

Because of the pre-match voice message, he had committed a grave offense against Omega in the previous match.

This caused an uproar within the alliance. It's said that top management held a three-hour meeting overnight, the public relations department drafted over a dozen versions of an apology statement, and finally, a decision was made:

The pre-match voice chat segment was cancelled and replaced with a simple and straightforward trash-talking segment.

Song Bo was busy handing out peripheral bags to the staff for inspection when he heard this, and waved his hand, indicating that he should wait a while.

When the peripheral bag was finished being checked and the person turned around, the staff member was gone.

At the same time, the live TV in the lounge lit up.

The pre-match greetings have begun.

Wearing a bite stopper, Xie Jichuan stood there blankly, staring at the camera with an expressionless face.

Song Bo's vision went black, and he grabbed the wall for support: "My medicine...where's my medicine...?"