Goodnight Mr. Gu!

"Tang Chi, Tang Chi!!"

Screaming sounds kept coming from the stands, because today is the last game of the L1 league.

Today, will officially compete for this year's L1 league championship.

Today's fighting game will be broadcast on TV.

Due to restrictions in China, fighting cannot be broadcast live up to now, but some broadcasts are already available, so the scene will be recorded.

The organizer had talked to Tang Chi several times, to the effect that Tang Chi was a little bit more so that he could call the audience better, and don't engage in a spike as soon as he went on the court. That would be really boring and would cause a psychological shadow on the opponent.

At that time, I am afraid that even the time of the game will only be able to cut the advertisement and delay the time.

Tang Chi:...

Can you blame her?

Several narrations are already ready, don't look at them with serious expressions during occasional conversations, you can hear them by getting closer.

"It's almost 2 o'clock, and all the games can be over at 2:10, right? I have great confidence in Tang Chi, so I bought a movie ticket at 2:30."

"Right, the game can be over in about a minute."

"It is said that the TV station asks for a longer time, so we can see whether Tang Chi is willing to release the water."

"Didn't she let it go? She was able to drag 20 to more than a dozen when she played the junior game. It should be fine today, right?"

"By the way, is there a bet on the champion candidate in the outfield?"

"No, the dealer will go bankrupt, so no one opens Tang Chi's gambling game."

"..."

...

And Tang Chi's opponent was originally the one who had high hopes in L1, but because of Tang Chi's strength and ability to kill everything, he has not been able to splash a splash of water until now.

Especially it was the first time she met Tang Chi.

Good luck ahead, never met Tang Chi.

She is very nervous now, and her agent is next to her to persuade her: "Today's finals, the TV station will broadcast it, Tang Chi should be able to release the water, you should try your best to play it, drag it for five minutes, and it will be enough for the TV station to cut into half. It's hours. Our drafts have been arranged, the only woman who can hold on for half an hour under Tang Chi's hands!"

opponent:"……"

Didn't you blush after posting this draft?

Of course I don't blush. If I blush, I won't send this announcement.

But there is no way, Tang Chi is so desperate that there is no other way.

Today's game everyone knows the result, it can be said that it is the least suspenseful in L1 history.

Everyone is just looking for fun. After all, it needs to be broadcast on TV. Tang Chi's strength is now known in the fighting world, but there are still many viewers who don't know.

For the ratings, the organizers need Tang Chi's game today, at least in terms of face.

Tang Chi was resting in the backstage and saw that many media had already arrived at the scene. Although it hadn't officially started yet, the full-blown atmosphere was still very contagious.

Tang Chi couldn't help but sighed: "Today's game is going to be officially on TV. When you say my parents or my husband see me hitting someone on stage, will they be scared?"

Fang Cangmao, who was standing next to him, said: "...You only worry about this problem now, Tang Chi, you have been on the hot search several times. Your image has long disappeared. Can you count it in your heart?"

"That's different!"

Tang Chi shook his head, confidently: "As long as they don't see it, I can assume that they don't know!"