Chapter 200: Chapter 177: Winning the Championship

Tong Simeng called out several times.

Yue Heng’s expression seemed a bit surprised as well, but his eyes flickered, and he chose not to intervene.

The fans of TC were becoming restless.

Some impulsive fans had already started to charge towards Tong Simeng.

The fans of Tianxing also felt somewhat embarrassed, but at such a time, they couldn’t just let TC’s people do as they pleased. The fans from both sides looked like they were about to clash.

In the end, security forcefully suppressed the chaos, and Tong Simeng was prohibited from shouting any further.

Ye Xiao finally understood.

Just how despicable this book was.

When it came to writing the plot, it clearly used the method of spring and autumn.

The nearly provoked brawl between both sides’ fans was not even mentioned in the book, so as not to give its heroine any major flaws.

In reality?

A traitor, and at the most critical moment, was cheering for the opposition openly!

Anyone with feelings for their club probably couldn’t stand it.

This was clearly intended to cause a disturbance, to affect Ye Zhaoyu!

It was a pity.

Such an obvious commotion.

Because Ye Xiao had changed his wording, Ye Zhaoyu wasn’t affected at all. Right now, it was the decisive moment, and he was completely immersed in it.

At the last second, the ancient creature was left with a sliver of health.

Ye Zhaoyu, highly focused, finally took down the dragon with a basic attack!

The members of Tianxing, seeing the situation was bad, turned to run.

“Quick, don’t let them escape!” Ye Zhaoyu shouted. At that moment, the players of TC seemed to become one entity; they reacted almost instantaneously, with all of them firing full throttle.

A set of combos, forming perfect synergy.

The commentator’s mouth could barely keep up. The fans of TC, as if to retaliate against Tong Simeng’s actions earlier, cheered louder and louder. The voices of Tianxing fans were completely drowned out.

A perfect team fight, TC Team annihilating Tianxing Team.

In the end, they pushed and took down the nexus.

A massive ‘VICTORY’ appeared at the center of the screen!

TC had won.

Ye Zhaoyu removed his headphones, his expression somewhat dazed.

Won?

Did we really win?

Only when his teammates rushed over to embrace him did a bright smile appear on the corners of Ye Zhaoyu’s lips.

It was real.

He had stuck to his beliefs.

And he had ultimately achieved victory.

There could be no better ending.

The director, with a hint of malice, cut to the members of Tianxing.

They sat motionless in their seats, watching the cheering players of TC, their eyes filled with resentment.

The camera then switched to Yue Heng and Tong Simeng.

Yue Heng could no longer maintain his composed facade. He suddenly stood up, his face uncontrollably darkening!

Unlike other teams, he had invested far too much in Tianxing Team.

Scouting new players, bribing Su Fan, hiring professional teams to feverishly study TC Club—he had spent so much money, and only winning the championship could recoup his investment!

Otherwise, it would be a loss.

Now.

He had lost!

Yue Heng clenched his fists.

He couldn’t help but think back to the conversation he had with his father.

He felt he was capable enough to take over the company.

Yet his father asked him to start from the bottom.

He disagreed, feeling that it was an insult to him.

But his father said that his current skills were mere mediocrity, far from supporting such a large corporation.

He was indignant, which is why he formed the Tianxing Team, to make his father see him in a new light!

But in the end, after paying such a heavy price, was he still doomed to fail?

Yue Heng’s vision darkened, his body trembling. He knew the director was surely focusing the camera on him right now.

He should have been able to control himself, to show grace even if he was feeling uncomfortable.

But he just couldn’t!

He couldn’t control his expression at all!

The director was a bit wicked, zooming in on Yue Heng’s face for a long ten-second close-up.

In the live streaming room, half of the bullet comments were celebrating TC Club’s championship victory, the other half were mocking Yue Heng for lacking grace.

“Look at his face. I’ve never seen someone so sore about losing!”

“Those who don’t know would think TC owes him five million.”

“The Tianxing Club guys are just the same. Just now, when the TC players went to shake their hands, they actually dodged. It’s just too funny.”

“So sore at losing, I wonder whose face they’re losing.”

“Where’s Tong Simeng? Why not switch the camera to her!”

As if aware of the netizens’ thoughts, the director quickly cut to Tong Simeng’s face the next moment.

Tong Simeng was stunned for a moment, her complexion growing paler.

She instinctively tried to reach for Yue Heng’s hand.

But Yue Heng shook her off somewhat irritably.

Tong Simeng was taken aback.

This little episode was also broadcast live.

The live streaming room burst into laughter again.

“I’m dying of laughter. What’s this with Tong Simeng? Trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice? Seems like Yue Heng doesn’t really want her now.”

“Now I even suspect that Yue Heng dated her just to gather intelligence. Now that the match is over and there’s no need for intel, of course he can turn his face.”

“It’s simply getting a taste of her own medicine! I’ve decided, I’m going to pop open a beer to celebrate!”

The little amusement from Tianxing Club was just a minor sideshow.

All eyes were on the stage.

The TC Team was about to lift the trophy for the third time!

In the e-sports circle, a team that wins the championship three times in a row can be said to have built a dynasty.

And this time.

The TC Team established a new TC Dynasty!

Five players, along with their coach, lifted the crystal trophy.

Golden confetti rained down, marking the moment of perfection.

A smile couldn’t help but appear at the corner of Ye Xiao’s lips.

Do you see it now?

Away from those forcibly set plots.

These so-called supporting characters, every single one of them, are the protagonists of their own stories.

They all shine so brightly, so why should their excellence only serve as stepping stones for the main characters?

Ye Xiao calmly glanced at the plot, and couldn’t help but let out a cold chuckle.

Up to now, no follow-up had been updated for the story.

Obviously.

The book itself seemed puzzled, not knowing how to deal with this massive failure of the male and female leads.

Ye Xiao flipped to the last page.

The original ending seemed to have faded somewhat, but surprisingly not by much.

Could it be.

That the male and female leads still had a chance to turn things around?

Ye Xiao couldn’t help but frown.

When Ye Zhaoyu was being lifted up by everyone holding the crystal trophy, he looked up and saw Ye Xiao in the distance.

His eyes instantly softened.

Then, he raised his glass high in the direction of Ye Xiao.

He had a hunch.

If it hadn’t been for Ye Xiao, maybe he wouldn’t have been able to win so easily this time.

Ye Xiao was his greatest lucky star.

After lifting the trophy, there was the interview segment.

Following the rules, the losers were interviewed first.

But when the camera panned to the audience, Yue Heng and Tong Simeng were already nowhere to be seen.

Ye Xiao watched, his brow furrowing slightly.

What were these two up to now?

Ye Xiao quickly glanced at the book, and the new plot had already been updated.

She felt a surge of nausea just looking at it.

Is this the sort of grandeur that the male and female leads should possess?

Do they deserve it?