Esports world champion, debuted as the center of a talent show

He Wei walked to the center of the field, his expression still somewhat tense.

The cheers from the audience were endless and continuous, with light boards of various colors shining brightly. However, as far as the eye could see, most of the venue was covered by the blue of the lake.

Since his opening remarks weren't finished, He Wei had to raise his voice amidst the cheers of the audience: "Welcome to the 300 fans who are here today, good afternoon everyone!"

He glanced down at the prepared script in his hand and read aloud, "On this clear, bright day—uh…"

He Wei paused awkwardly, remembering the heavy rain and dark sky outside. He forced a smile as he looked at the prepared manuscript, inwardly groaning.

Oh no, I forgot to change the lyrics!

A burst of good-natured laughter came from the audience below, and Lin Sen laughed to defuse the situation: "Oh no, we've been betrayed by the weather."

All nine people wore their headsets, and the sound was transmitted in real time through the speakers, so everyone could hear some attempts to suppress laughter.

The audience burst into laughter again, and the tense atmosphere instantly relaxed.

Even He Wei's expression relaxed a bit, and he couldn't help but laugh for a while before deliberately coughing twice: "Ahem, alright, alright, let's get back to the point. Although everyone here should know the nine trainees on stage, according to the procedure, please introduce yourselves in turn."

The order of self-introductions was predetermined, proceeding in reverse order of the final rankings released by the two public figures.

The first to speak was Wang Yan, who was standing at the very edge. He spoke in a calm tone: "Hello everyone, I am Wang Yan. I am very happy to meet you all today. I hope we can all have fun in the time to come."

Standing on the other side, Yao Wei was more lively, smiling happily: "Hello everyone, I'm Yao Wei. Thank you all for your support along the way."

Yu Wen, standing next to him, clutched the hem of his uniform, his ears slightly red: "I'm Yu Wen, and I like to sing."

"I am Deng Sushui, thank you all for coming from afar!" Deng Sushui then sincerely looked at the audience below the stage.

Kui Shuang was the one who spoke the least: "Hello everyone, I'm Kui Shuang."

Then, Ahn Joon-young eagerly took over the conversation: "Hello everyone! I'm Ahn Joon-young! It's so nice to see you all in person again!"

Lin Sen said in a light tone, "Hello everyone, I'm Lin Sen. Thank you to every friend who supports us."

Mi Lan smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Mi Lan. I hope everyone has a great time today."

Finally, we arrived at Jiang Zhiyu's self-introduction.

At that moment, the venue erupted with the loudest shouts since the start of the entire meet-and-greet.

Screams and shouts mingled together, until finally only three words echoed repeatedly in the arena—"Jiang Zhiyu".

The three words seemed to shake the venue slightly, and more lake blue lights lit up in the audience seats.

The entire sea of ​​blue lights single-handedly supported the entire venue, swaying violently in the audience seats. Although there were only 300 audience members in total, they carried the momentum of a thousand troops.

All the cameras were focused on Jiang Zhiyu. He walked forward slowly, his deliberately curled bangs covering the redness and swelling on his forehead. His makeup was clean and clear, making him stand out even more on the big screen.

Jiang Zhiyu took the microphone, his gaze sweeping gently over the dense crowd below the stage, his voice clear and pleasant: "Hello everyone, I am Jiang Zhiyu, it's been a long time."

These twelve short words sparked another round of cheers.

Amidst deafening cheers, he smiled slightly, bowed slightly, and turned back to the nine-person line.

Jiang Jiang is becoming more and more at ease in front of the audience. I've actually found the joy of nurturing someone in him... (referring only to his current state, not his actual skill level, which doesn't need nurturing!)

I just hope he stays this calm and collected... and things will go smoothly if he stays calm...

I'm so relieved to see that he doesn't seem to have been affected by the troubles at the start of his trip, but I also feel so sorry for him 5555.

[His overwhelming presence effortlessly made the group's fan meeting feel like his own home turf.]

[These self-introductions are quite interesting; everyone has a distinct personality and their own unique style.]

Amid cheers, He Wei gradually adapted to the stage rhythm. After his self-introduction, he smiled and took over the program:

"Okay, next we'll move on to a relaxed and fun interactive game session!"

"Today we're going to play a game that everyone is familiar with: charades. The rules are very simple."

He Wei raised a finger, paused deliberately for several seconds, and then continued to explain the rules.

"Each member will randomly select one fan from the audience to form a team. Then, the teams will be divided into three groups according to their rankings and compete against each other. The fans of the winning team will receive merchandise related to the trainees."

As soon as the words were spoken, the room erupted in excitement. Everyone was eager to try, staring at the stage, hoping to be chosen.

The method of drawing lots was to fold all the seat numbers and put them in a lottery box, then have the nine trainees draw them one by one, and then announce the results at the same time.

Jiang Zhiyu stood in the center of the line, watching the lottery box being passed to him. Without much hesitation, he reached in and quickly selected a ticket, which read: Section 1, Row 3, Seat 8.

So when the results were announced on stage, Guan Rao, the person behind the account "Addicted to Jiang Jiangzhong" who never had any hope for her luck, stared blankly at the familiar seat number on the screen, unable to come to her senses for a long time.

It was only when a close friend reached out and nudged her that she suddenly woke up.

On stage, He Wei urged the selected fan to come up quickly. Guan Rao hurriedly left behind the words, "How come my luck is so good?" and strode onto the stage.

Since she was the lucky audience member chosen by Jiang Zhiyu, she was naturally placed next to him.

The closer she got to the person she could only see on the screen, the less her brain could process, and her heart pounded so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest.

It wasn't until Guan Rao actually stood beside Jiang Zhiyu, staring blankly at the audience below, that she finally understood. She didn't even dare to turn her head to look at her idol, and her hands hanging down at her sides were trembling slightly.

As she trembled, she suddenly caught a faint, lingering fragrance and unconsciously murmured to herself, "It smells so good..."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't hear what the girl next to him said, so he tilted his head in confusion and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

So when Guan Rao realized that Jiang Zhiyu's voice was right next to her, she couldn't help but stiffen and turn her head to look, only to meet Jiang Zhiyu's clear and bright eyes.

Guan Rao felt as if she had suddenly drowned in a sea, a sea filled with stars.

She stared blankly at the unrealistically beautiful face before her, her lips moving slightly, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Before going on stage, she thought she would excitedly shower everyone with compliments, and she had thought of several cheesy pick-up lines on the way.