I turned reality into a romantic comedy.

Even as a reborn individual who knew the outcome of today's match, Chen Junqian didn't try to trick Zhong Yu into giving him skins with the same confidence he used to have, like he would in his younger days when he said, "So-and-so will definitely win today, or we'll bet on skins if you don't believe me." After all, Zhong Yu himself seemed quite expectant and excited, his eyes slightly red from excitement.

"We have to win! We've watched so many games in Wuhan and Guangzhou this year. The all-Chinese team has been playing so well so far, and their momentum is unstoppable. If we can just defeat SKT today, I've already got my hands on tickets to the Bird's Nest in Beijing. The four of us will take the high-speed train north next week!"

Chang Xue jogged to catch up with him, gently tugging at his sleeve:

"Slow down, don't waste your energy on the way, we'll need to shout when we get in."

"Go RNG! My energy is inexhaustible!"

As Zhong Yu confidently swung his arm and stepped into the Oriental Sports Center, the four of them were once again awestruck by the overwhelming momentum. The shouts of thousands of people merged into a deafening roar, surging wildly under the dome.

Although he watched all five matches online more than once afterward, the atmosphere of watching the matches live was enough to make Chen Junqian forget the final result, since the intensity and brutality of the entire match far exceeded everyone's expectations.

When RNG held a 2-1 lead and had match point, the entire stadium of 10,000 spectators stood up, and a sea of ​​gold and red fluorescent lights surged forth. Zhong Yu was so excited that he pulled Chang Xue into his arms and hugged her tightly, shouting hysterically:

"One more game! We're going to the Bird's Nest! We're going to Beijing!"

However, the cruelest and most fascinating aspect of competitive sports is that miracles and despair are often separated by only a fine line. Standing on the edge of the precipice, SKT displayed breathtaking resilience, with mid-laner Faker selecting the same champion, Galio, the Colossus, in five consecutive games.

In the fourth game, Galio was like an insurmountable barrier, descending from the sky countless times to shatter RNG's offensive and forcefully tie the score at 2-2.

The battle was dragged into the final decisive game. The commentator's opening remarks rang out along with the fifth game's special battle song. Although he had heard the words countless times, Chen Junqian, who was present at the scene, was still slightly moved. Even Xu Youwei, who had only started watching the first game a month ago, nervously gripped his hand.

When the fifth game entered its 30th minute, the atmosphere in the arena was as tense as a bowstring stretched to its limit. Even the air smelled of burning blood. Tens of thousands of spectators dared not even breathe loudly. Everyone held their breath and stared intently at every move and every ward placed on the big screen.

Then, the situation began to collapse.

As Flash, Zhonya's Hourglass, and various ultimate abilities exploded in the narrow river, the commentator's voice was already hoarse to the limit. However, with SKT's formation perfectly stretched, Galio once again spread his wings and crashed down from the void, with hero kill notifications relentlessly appearing at the top of the screen one after another.

A gray screen.

The base crystal has been breached.

And the glaringly large red characters that slowly appeared in the center of the screen:

DEFEAT (failure).

"2 to 3... Let's congratulate SKT on advancing to the finals."

So this is definitely not the scene of "League of Legends XXXX". Perhaps this outcome was already destined when he decided to be the male protagonist of a romantic comedy instead of an e-sports player. Just as Chen Junqian was trying to cover up the slight melancholy in his mind with such a lighthearted thought, he saw the light stick in Zhong Yu's hand fall to the ground with a thud.

He stared blankly at the post-match statistics slowly appearing on the big screen, his lips trembling violently, and tears unexpectedly welled up in the eyes of this usually carefree and easygoing boy.

"Why...why not ban Galio?!"

Zhong Yu's voice, initially blank, instantly transformed into a broken, tearful scream. He clutched his head, curled up in the chair, and his shoulders trembled violently.

"Why?! We had match point... We only needed one more game to go to the Bird's Nest! Why?!"

Chang Xue, standing beside Zhong Yu, was startled by his appearance, and her eyes welled up with tears. She frantically pulled out tissue after tissue, knelt down, hugged Zhong Yu's shoulders, and gently comforted him:

“Zhong Yu…don’t be like this, they’ve already done their best, the players all worked very hard…”

In response to his girlfriend's attempts to comfort him, Zhong Yu simply buried his face in his palms, tears streaming through his fingers.

"That's the Bird's Nest! That's the final on our own turf! The first time a world championship has been held in China, and the all-Chinese team performed like this... We may never have another chance like this again! Never again!"

The surrounding audience was filled with suppressed sobs and weeping. Countless young faces were in tears, some buried their heads in the banners, and others silently took off their glowing hair clips.

Chen Junqian felt a pang of empathy for his friend's emotional outburst. He took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the confusion in them gradually faded, replaced by a calm clarity. He reached out and grabbed Zhong Yu's trembling shoulders, shaking him forcefully.

"Get up, let's go out first, and we still have WE tomorrow."

After being dragged off the field by Chen Junqian, Zhong Yu could no longer hold on and sat down with a thud, clutching his hair, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible:

"Qian'er... I'm really heartbroken. I feel like my youth has been completely shattered today. SKT is like an insurmountable mountain. We've worked hard for five years and fought for five years, but in the end, we still fell in front of them."

Chen Junqian walked up to Zhong Yu, bent down, placed his hands on his shoulders, looked directly into his eyes, and spoke in a calm voice that carried an undeniable authority:

"Zhong Yu, do you believe me?"

"If I don't believe you, who else can I believe?"

"Then remember this."

Chen Junqian stared intently at Zhong Yu and said, word by word:

"Next year, 2018, LPL will definitely win the championship, and it will be for the whole year, from MSI to the Asian Games to the Rift Rivals and the World Championship, we will win them all."

Upon hearing Chen Junqian's resolute statement, Zhong Yu was also jolted awake:

"……real?"

"Of course, I've been right about who won the S-series every year before, you have to trust my judgment."

He patted his friend's shoulder forcefully as a form of comfort, and the other person seemed to feel much better, stood up from the ground, and forced a normal smile.

"Then I'll take your kind words."

"This is not auspicious talk; it is a prediction of what is to come."

"Yes, yes, but you definitely know more about this than I do. I've already given you so many skins because of your predictions about the match results."

Seeing that the other person had cheered up again, Chen Junqian smiled, then turned back and took Xu Youwei's hand again, his tone becoming light and cheerful once more:

"Alright, our youth isn't over because of a single loss. Let's head back to the hotel and rest. There's another game tomorrow, and we need to catch the bus back to Guoning after that."

"So you two didn't go to Beijing in the end, even though you bought the tickets."

"Because it felt a bit awkward to go to the Bird's Nest to watch the two South Korean teams play an internal war for the championship, and we couldn't just take Youyou with us and ask for leave every few days, we'd be having so much fun that we'd almost forgotten we're still high school seniors."

"So Qianqian still remembers you are high school seniors who are about to take the college entrance exam."

After a month-long trip, one afternoon, Chen Junqian, who was having lunch at Yu Linmu's house, was once again thoroughly teased by his childhood friend. He could only look away guiltily, because what he had been doing with Xu Youwei lately was definitely not typical of a senior high school student. Luckily, he wasn't a die-hard RNG or WE fan, otherwise he really would have had to buy Youyou a couple of SKT or SSG team jerseys. "But to be honest, it seems like Weiwei isn't under much pressure regarding the college entrance exam. First of all, her family doesn't seem to care much, and I remember she wanted to apply to an art school."

"Yes, and after coming back, I quickly caught up with my studies. Actually, even though we were traveling, we would still have extra lessons in the hotel at night."

Tutoring? In a foreign language?

Because "In the Name of the People" had already aired at the beginning of this year and quickly became a hot topic in humanities exams, Lin Mu casually made this comment. Even if Chen Junqian hadn't said anything, Xu Youwei would have reported it to her exactly as it was told. However, in Lin Mu's eyes, it felt more like a boast, after all, she was a childhood sweetheart who ran away at the last minute...

But it's not entirely her fault!

"I have been diligently taking extra classes for every subject."

Lin Mu merely snorted at his childhood sweetheart's earnest and serious supplement.

"whispering sound."

It felt like his childhood sweetheart was even cuter than usual after winter arrived, even when she was rolling her eyes at him right now. But when Chen Junqian subconsciously voiced his thoughts, Mu Mu gave him a textbook example of high-attack, low-defense. To be honest, it's true that a childhood sweetheart who can still show such innocent behavior even though their relationship has long been on the verge of breaking down does make people feel good. Although it's obvious that he might be held in Mu Mu's arms and playing some mysterious little games during his afternoon nap.

There's nothing we can do about it. Someone's wish was that the promise wouldn't be broken, not that their childhood sweetheart would definitely not become some easily persecuted loser.

After another exhausting day at school, Chen Junqian returned home after dropping Xu Youwei off at 11 p.m. He was just about to do some practice problems to refresh his skills and let the knowledge go through his mind when the door was pushed open from the outside, and Gu Linguo's little head popped in.

If we were to say who was most affected after Chen Junqian entered his senior year of high school, it would actually be her. After all, the two of them used to work on weekends and holidays, but now Chen Junqian's holidays have been reduced to half a day a week, so Gu Linguo has no choice but to sneak over to him every night at this time.

"That's why I absolutely don't want to click on that obscure Chinese novel called '100 Days of Love Before the College Entrance Exam.' Even though my senior still has more than 100 days until the college entrance exam, he already seems to be incredibly busy."

Upon entering Chen Junqian's room, seeing the mountain of test papers and various teaching materials piled on his desk, and knowing that Chen Junqian had clearly just returned, Gu Linguo pouted and muttered a complaint. Then, she walked behind Chen Junqian and naturally and deliberately placed her hand on his shoulder.

"So, would you like a massage, senior?" "You've already started, haven't you?" "Yes."

Perhaps it's a difference in mindset. Gu Lingguo, who already has a clear future plan and has taken solid steps forward through several years of hard work, now has a very open-minded view of high school life. Therefore, she has no intention of tiring herself out, which is why she can come over at this time with high spirits to chat with him, relieve boredom, and relax.

She has never been able to understand Himouto! Umaru-chan. Even though the second season just aired this October and gave Bilibili's servers a little shock in the first episode, in Gu Lingguo's own words, if a brother who has been working hard all day comes home and has to see such an amazing sister, he would feel like the sky is falling and he would want to hang himself.

"But there are indeed anime about the college entrance exam season this season, and I feel that the atmosphere is quite well done. However, compared to the romantic comedy that my seniors like the most, it seems to be more like a youth drama?"

"Lin Guo is talking about 'Just Because', right? Yes, I also really like the current storyline, the opening and ending theme songs, and the visuals. The atmosphere is really well done. At least we can actually see study scenes in a school anime. That's not easy."

"After all, the original concept was by Hajime Kamoshida. I didn't expect this short story to be adapted into an anime before Rascal Does Not Dream of Bunny Girl Senpai. And even though the character designs were done by Himura Milk Industry, the female characters are surprisingly ordinary?"

"I think this is also to fit the atmosphere of the work."

Chen Junqian had just casually made that response when he immediately realized the other person's implied meaning, and quickly added with a smile:

"The best thing is the one that is suitable for you."

"But I'm still developing recently, so I'm getting further and further away from being the second young lady of the Snow Family."

As she spoke, Gu Lingguo herself also tried to straighten up a bit, but because she was wearing very thick clothes, it wasn't very noticeable.

"So Lin Guo is really working hard to become a dumpling?"

"That won't work either. I'll be called a bitch by my senior, right? And I'll have to dye my hair. More importantly, it feels like I'll be the one who loses to the second young lady in a relationship."

"Hehehe, the champion party is here."

"How can you call it the champions' party? This is clearly mutual respect between champions."

As Gu Linguo spoke, she hummed a tune softly, placing her hands on either side of Chen Junqian's neck and ears, gently and rhythmically massaging his various acupoints.

"By the way, senior, has the final release date for the 'No Game No Life' movie been set?"

"Yes, it was approved a couple of days ago. The agreed release date is the end of January, around the 24th or 25th, which is roughly during the winter break."

After all, for animated films whose main audience is anime fans, scheduling releases during summer and winter vacations is indeed quite important. Moreover, the production costs of these imported animated films are unlikely to be particularly high. In smaller towns and counties in the lower-tier market, they would probably only be scheduled for one screening in the evening. If students are still in school, it would basically be during evening self-study time. This was the result of Chen Junqian's own research.

Although he knew that the final box office results would definitely not be ideal and would most likely not be as good as the Sword Art Online movie, he still took the translation and promotion work seriously. After all, in terms of the quality of the work, it really moved Chen Junqian, a fan of the original work, so he naturally wanted to convey this feeling.

"Winter break is good. When Guoning was in the Sword Art Online movie last time, there was only one screening at 6 pm, but the box office seemed to be okay."

"Yeah, over 70 million. Boss Cao even said he'd give me a share, but I didn't take it. In the end, I asked him to help with the promotion of this No Game No Life the Movie."

At this point, Chen Junqian subconsciously glanced at a notebook on the table.

At the end of this theatrical version, Tet, the God of Games who won the God War, announced the Ten Covenants of the New World, turning this place into a world where everything is decided by games. This is the other world on the chessboard that the protagonist Blank came to in the TV version.

He has already made the plan.

Compared to the god born from only two followers in the theatrical version.

Right now, this place gathers all the wishes of one male protagonist and six female protagonists.

Therefore, it is certain that we can change the world.

P.S.: Thank you for reading and subscribing.

PS2: Thank you to the generous donor [Dead Fish] for the golden treasure chest. This book is indeed a dream, and I will share my thoughts on the journey in the author's closing remarks.

Chapter 54: The Last Greeting Card

A cold wind seeped in through the cracks in the school building's window frames, making a sharp, subtle whistling sound. The air in the senior high school classrooms was still unbearably stuffy. However, considering that a certain childhood sweetheart had shown everyone a huge castle around this time last year, people would occasionally glance in that girl's direction, waiting to receive this year's dose of "dog food" (a Chinese slang term for public displays of affection) to add an interesting topic of conversation to their dull senior year.

After all, on a day when even taking a breath of fresh air feels like a luxury, the meaning of holidays has long been stripped away. The apples on Christmas Eve and the colorful lights on the Christmas tree seem as distant as a fairy tale from the last century, separated by this condensed glass window. In the words of their homeroom teacher, the only holidays they need to pay attention to before the college entrance examination next year are June 7th and 8th.

Finally, the break between classes arrived, and Lin Mu, as always, ran to Chen Junqian's seat. In terms of running distance alone, she was probably many times faster than Chen Xi, who was still lying on the desk recovering her energy.