Cultural Square, one of S City's most famous business districts. The open-air silver screen hanging on the building at the north end was far more spectacular than any electronic screen in a Glory competition venue.

At this moment, this square's silver screen, which had already become one of the city's landmarks, was playing highlights from the match between Samsara and Happy that had just ended the night before.

This was absolutely unimaginable ten years ago. At that time, although esports had developed to a certain extent, it still did not receive enough attention, and it was difficult to occupy the mainstream in terms of public opinion. But now, the finals' replay was being shown in the city center's square. Team Samsara had clearly become the pride of S City. Because of Samsara, the Glory finals had become something that so many people in this city cared about.

Passersby in the square would stop to watch for a while, or glance at it and walk past. Some were paying attention to the event, while others were indifferent. But if you said you didn't even know what it was, you would inevitably be looked down upon.

Glory was no longer just the glory of the players, the glory of the teams, the glory of the fans, it was becoming the glory of an entire city. And the expectations placed on the players and teams were further increasing.

"What a pity, if we had won yesterday, we would have had three consecutive championships!!"

Tang Rou heard the man standing in front of her say with great regret.

"Yes, isn't it!" Another person beside him kept sighing.

Tang Rou had been standing here for quite a while. She knew that these two didn't know each other before, but they had stood together by chance while watching and started discussing.

Tang Rou could completely hear that these two were definitely not Glory players. Their conversation was full of that kind of half-knowledge, seeming to understand, and exaggerated rumors.

But from beginning to end, the term they used was: "we."

Two people who weren't even Glory players were concerned about this match, had a strong sense of belonging to the local team, and had high expectations for the championship. This was the best example of Glory's widespread attention and increasing influence.

Tang Rou smiled.

Although the other party was a supporter of the opponent, she still had a good understanding of this feeling. Because she herself had gradually become involved in it from being an indifferent passerby. Even at the beginning, she didn't think that the game Glory itself was very interesting. What she wanted to do was just to become stronger and then defeat the guy who had won against her more than ten times in a row.

But what about now?

Tang Rou had long stopped taking that matter to heart. What she was pursuing was no longer defeating Ye Xiu.

Like all professional players, she yearned for victory and hoped to win the championship.

Was it because of competitiveness?

Maybe! But if it was simply because of competitiveness, her gaze might have always been focused on Ye Xiu. But now, when she looked at Ye Xiu, what she thought about was how to better cooperate with him and then win together.

This was probably not just competitiveness. A kind of emotion other than competitiveness had been silently growing in her heart. She was no longer fighting only for personal preferences. She also had things to bear, teammates, fans, and even these two people in front of her, who didn't understand the game but regarded it as a symbol that could make them feel proud and confident.

It's a bit of a pity not to be playing in tomorrow's match. But, the team winning is more important than anything else. This is Tang Rou's truest feeling at this moment.

"The championship is ours!" Tang Rou suddenly shouted. Before being surrounded by gazes, she turned and left.

Everyone was stunned. Although the match being shown on the super-large silver screen was very exciting, it was quite depressing for them, for this city.

Because yesterday's victory didn't belong to them. This wonderful highlight was for Team Happy. At this time, everyone was gathered here to watch this match, but their minds had already flown to the next match. They were eagerly looking forward to the next victory, and then, winning the championship.

The championship is ours!

This sentence really expressed everyone's heart. Although they were a little surprised by this sudden shout, everyone was soon infected by this simple sentence.

"Yes, the championship is ours!" Someone followed and shouted, and then more and more people, more and more. In the square, those who understood Glory and those who didn't, but as long as they cared about this event, they always had some expectations for the championship and joined in this cry.

Only some veteran players who were quite familiar with Glory matches were a little dazed after searching for the short-haired figure who was gracefully leaving in the crowd.

"That girl... is that Happy's Tang Rou?" someone said.

"Are you talking about Tang Rou, this year's Rookie of the Year?"

"Tang Rou who said she would retire if she couldn't do a one-versus-three, but then went back on her word after failing?"

"Tang Rou who is especially beautiful?"

One after another, gazes were cast in this direction. Tang Rou walked further and further away, but everyone was increasingly convinced that this was indeed Tang Rou.

"So, what she shouted just now..." someone suddenly reacted.

"The 'we' she was talking about refers to Happy?" Someone was immediately dumbfounded.

At this time, the good citizens of S City in the square were enthusiastically shouting "The championship is ours" together. When these people thought that the "we" in this slogan actually referred to Happy, they felt all kinds of awkwardness.

But where could they explain it clearly? Even if they explained it, what would happen? Wouldn't they be able to use the word "we"?

Tang Rou shouted Tang Rou's "we," and we shouted our "we." The "we" we shouted definitely referred to Samsara. Everyone knew that very well.

After figuring this out, these die-hard Samsara fans no longer struggled. They just accepted the mistake and excitedly shouted with everyone: "The championship is ours!"

The increasingly loud shouts. Tang Rou didn't look back and strolled back to the hotel.

Upstairs, in the corridor, she saw Ye Xiu dangling with a cigarette in his mouth. He waved when he saw her.

"Where did you go?" Ye Xiu asked casually.

"Just went out for a walk," Tang Rou said.

"Oh, good luck tomorrow!" Without any touching or emotional encouragement, Ye Xiu just said this casually to Tang Rou.

"Tomorrow?" Tang Rou caught the mistake.

"Good luck the day after tomorrow," Ye Xiu said calmly.

"Hehe." Tang Rou smiled, not speaking, but then noticed that the direction Ye Xiu was going didn't seem to be his room.

"Where are you going?" Tang Rou asked curiously.

"A few kids want some information. I'll take it to them," Ye Xiu said.

Except for Wei Chen, everyone in Happy was casually called kids by Ye Xiu. Tang Rou didn't know who he was referring to, but she saw him walk into Luo Ji's room.

Tang Rou became curious and followed. In Luo Ji's room, he, Qiao Yifan, and An Wenyi were surrounding a computer.

"It's here." Ye Xiu handed over a USB drive.

Luo Ji skillfully took it, plugged it into the computer, quickly found what he wanted, and ran it. Then, combining it with the numerous documents he had open and the notebooks he was writing in, he explained it to An Wenyi and Qiao Yifan.

Ye Xiu stood aside, arms crossed, cigarette in his mouth, listening seriously.

Tang Rou smiled inwardly.

She estimated that she could understand more of what Luo Ji was talking about than Ye Xiu. This kid was using his math to analyze probability problems again.

But this guy was talking too detailed, one formula after another, one derivation after another. An Wenyi and Qiao Yifan looked as confused as Baozi.

Ye Xiu finally couldn't bear it anymore. He finally moved, raised his hand, and pointed at Luo Ji's computer screen: "Pay attention here."

Tang Rou was shocked. The place on the screen was the part of the document Luo Ji opened that used the Fourier transform of the probability density function to find the characteristic function. Ye Xiu could actually understand such high-end things? She only knew what it was.

And Ye Xiu, who had finished pointing out Luo Ji, had already turned around to leave, facing Tang Rou's surprised gaze.

"I've taught you another lesson," Ye Xiu said as he passed Tang Rou. "Don't underestimate not only your opponents, but also your teammates!"

As he spoke, he had already walked past. Tang Rou could only continue to look at his back in surprise. As a result, she heard Luo Ji ask from behind, "What's wrong here?"

"It's a little dirty there," Ye Xiu said as he walked out of the room.

"Oh oh!" Luo Ji quickly took out his glasses cloth and wiped the spot on the screen.

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