The sticks talked badly, all kinds of good things were said, and in the end, Jin Taihang didn't want the matter to continue to expand, so he mediated from it, and Lin Fan went down the steps.

"Holding a press conference, first apologizing for the humiliation/hua incident, and then apologizing for the withdrawal from the competition, I'm thinking about it." Lin Fan said lightly.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Lin." Jin Taihang nodded and bowed, extremely flattering.

Liu Chengzhi and the others also nodded again and again, although there was dissatisfaction in the depths of their eyes, they could only endure it at the moment.

"Wait, when we win the world championship, I want you to look good, these insults will be returned a hundred times." Liu Chengzhi said secretly in his heart.

Immediately following the two press conferences, the sticks first apologized for the insult/China incident, and then apologized for SKT's impulsive withdrawal from the competition.

The two press conferences were also broadcast live on the Internet, so people around the world who followed the incident saw the appearance of the sticks apologizing.

For a time, the Chinese people exhaled a sigh of relief.

"This is how to deal with sticks, there is no need to talk too much about the truth, it is simple and rude, and if you catch it, you will be killed, only then will their sense of superiority be shattered."

"In this matter, I unconditionally support Brother Tuhao, it's so powerful."

The voices supporting Lin Fan on the Internet have gone from few to now fanatical, and it seems that as long as he beckons, countless fans will echo.

Liu Chengzhi came down from the stage of the press conference with a black face, and forced a smile: "Mr. Lin, I believe you have seen our sincerity, do you think SKT can return to the game again?" ”

"It's not bad, in that case, let's go back, but remember, don't be impulsive to quit again." Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Don't worry, you won't retire, and you won't retire if you die." Liu Chengzhi said, damn/, pay such a big price and then retire, that is a bad pen.

Soon, the League of Legends tournament team updated the status again and confirmed that SKT was back in the game.

As soon as the news is announced, unless the participants voluntarily withdraw from the competition, or they violate the competition system, the qualification for the competition will not be cancelled.

So the faces of the sticks changed in an instant.

"Hmph, if you qualify for the competition, I want you to return a hundred times the insult you received before."

"Stupid Chinese, if I were you, I wouldn't have agreed to re-qualify for the SKT competition, because it was a nightmare."

"In the whole world, no one can defeat SKT, defeat the Great Demon King of Feike, and it is even more said to be Huaxia."

"When the game comes, you will know what kind of despair you will experience, just wait to lose."

Liu Chengzhi laughed instantly.

Lin Fan glanced at him like an idiot, and took out his mobile phone very chicly: "I recorded your words just now." ”

"What? What's the special recording? Liu Chengzhi was instantly dumbfounded.

Li Xuanyang originally wanted to take over the topic and continue to taunt Lin Fan, but when he heard this, he directly held back.

Feike is also a black line, what is the matter, what is wrong with the Chinese people? Is the tape recorder so slippery?

"Looks like I'm going to start a live broadcast again and let this remark out."

Lin Fan shook his head again and again, and Liu Chengzhi knelt down directly: "Dad, I was wrong." ”

"What did you just call me?" Lin Fan asked with a blank expression.

"Daddy." Liu Chengzhi said.

"Huh? If you don't hear me, what do you call me? Lin Fan made a radio movement.

"Dad, I was wrong." Liu Chengzhi wanted to cry, he knew that Lin Fan liked recording so much, he could enter the venue directly, and now it's over, right?

Li Xuanyang, Feike also hate him to death, why don't you mess with this slut? Someone has been caught again, right?

"Dad, delete the recording." Liu Chengzhi prayed.

"Recording? What recordings? Daddy teased you! Lin Fan smiled evilly.

It's cheap, it's so cheap.

Song Fanyu and Zhou Meier, all of them had twitches at the corners of their mouths.

Liu Chengzhi's face changed, how could he not know that he had been tricked, and immediately shouted: "Lin Fan, why are you playing me?" Lao Tzu ......"

"Lao Tzu what?" Lin Fan pressed it in front of him to start recording, and Liu Chengzhi swallowed it back directly.

He knew that Lin Fan had really recorded this time.

"Lao Tzu what? Go on? Lin Fan looked at Liu Chengzhi with a shyness and encouraged him, "If you have any thoughts in your heart, speak up boldly, be brave, believe in yourself, I respect your freedom of speech, don't be afraid." ”

"I'll go to you to paralyze and respect Lao Tzu's freedom of speech, what do you mean by holding a tape recorder? Let Lao Tzu not be afraid, can Lao Tzu not be afraid? ”

The corners of Liu Chengzhi's mouth twitched, Feike was also a black line, paralyzed, you pressed the recording button, tell me boldly say what is in your heart?

I'm afraid that if Lao Tzu didn't just start scolding, you specially uploaded the recording to the Internet.

It's cheap, it's so cheap.

This Chinese is shameless.

A group of sticks were crazy, and there were 10,000 sentences in their hearts that Cao Nima wanted to blurt out, but when he saw the tape recorder that Lin Fan clicked, he held back again.

"Forget it, let's go, we'll know when the game is over." Liu Chengzhi snorted coldly and led Feike towards the player's passage.

"Let's go in too, it's almost time for the show to begin." Song Fanyu said.

"Hmm." Lin Fan nodded, at this time, the teams from other competition areas have also arrived, and the audience has already begun to check the tickets and enter the venue.

The home stadium of China, the Chinese people alone occupy two-thirds, plus some foreign league lovers, the whole stadium can almost be described as full.

Directly in front of the auditorium was a huge performance stage, a topographical map that simulated the Summoner's Rift.

"It's like going up there and having a fight." Han Baobao said excitedly.

Song Fanyu smiled: "Doesn't the emperor have a field base built according to the map of the summoner's canyon?" We can go and have fun together another day. ”

"Really?" Han Baobao asked.

"Of course it's true." Song Fanyu smiled, "If you want to go, you can ask Lin Fan to take you there." ”

"Lin Fan, will you take me next time?" Han Baobao looked at Lin Fan.

"Hmm." Lin Fan nodded, "Let's go together next time." But can you watch the game with peace of mind now? It's about to begin. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the music sounded, and in the heavy metal percussion, the stage lights instantly focused together, and I saw the glorious girl in holy clothes walking out slowly.

cosplay。

Characters in the League of Legends appeared, bewitching widows, innocent wind girls, sexy piano girls, cold and ominous......

There are also brutes with sturdy muscles, holding high the big sword and shouting Long live Demacia, Galen, one by one.

The whole venue boiled instantly.

After the cosplay catwalk, I saw the spokesperson of the League of Legends, star summoner Jay Chou slowly appearing, and at the same time, the music sounded: Hero.

The explosive music sounded, which directly caused the crowd to scream, and some fans of Jay Chou sang the theme song excitedly.

"Life is not a game of one person, struggle together, surpass together, kill brothers together......"

The passionate music, coupled with the rap that is not very clear, instantly made the scene boil.

Roar.

At this moment, a loud roar sounded, and in the 3D holographic projection, a giant dragon appeared, he flapped his wings and roared, and quickly swept over the sky above the Olympic Sports Center.

"I'll go, awesome!"

"It's not in vain to rush this special effect."

The appearance of the dragon directly pushed the opening to a climax.

(End of chapter)