Fish Playing While Trapped in a Secret Room Volume 1 Chapter 31

Playing Fish Trapped in Secret Room

Book 1: The Storm is Coming

Chapter 31

In the SP area, every member of the first team was already there.  Slide and All both acted as if they had just learned that she was the manager. They spoke with great embellishment combined with exaggerated expressions.  Xiaomi smiled warmly as usual and looked at her with s.h.i.+ning eyes.  She was a little embarra.s.sed.  “Manager, do we need a pep rally before the battle?”  Slide raised his eyebrows and asked.

A pep rally before the battle?

Ai Qing stopped looking at the K&K area and pulled her attention back.

“You all, except Following, have just joined SP.  We don’t normally do pep rallies before a battle here.  I just want to say one thing.  Our SP-DotA2 team needs two more champions.h.i.+ps to win the Grand Slam.  The average age of their team is 20 years old.  The trophies they won in the past two years have filled the entire SP Hall of Fame.

Baona and I just talked to their manager over the phone this morning.  They took another champions.h.i.+p.  They’ve gained 17 consecutive wins up till today.”

Her eyes swept over every teammate including the youngest, Inin.

“And our average age is three years older than them, yet SP has allocated the best resources and the highest expectation to us.  We have roughly two more years before each of you retire.  I hope you do not carry any regret when you depart.

Therefore, in these two years.

Let every player be proud of you all;

Let every esports commentator become obsessed with you all;

Let our national flag fly in every tournament arena;

Here&h.e.l.lip;...are all the dreams we’ve had since we were teens.  Please end our professional careers with a Grand Slam.  Please!”

She finished and earnestly bent over into a deep bow.

The old members had retracted their smiles.  Following and Inin, who didn’t know much about her past, just simply stood there&h.e.l.lip;...stunned.

 

Sitting in the seats three rows ahead of them, 97 stared dumbfoundedly at what he just heard.  In mild excitement, he knocked Dt with his elbow. “Your G.o.ddess is really awesome.”

Dt didn’t reply.

 

There was a group of people, proud and simple-minded, who lived in their own world.

Their professional career started from the age of fourteen or fifteen, then they retired and disappeared in their early twenties. In the niche compet.i.tion market, the world paid little attention.  The only things they owned were a mouse, keyboard, and earphones, but they won gold medals for China, one after another.

This was esports.

 

This was the esports which she loved for a full eleven years.