Chapter 19: There Is a Traitor Among Us

When everyone arrived in front of the gymnasium, Lin Cheng was sitting on the steps with his hands behind his back, stretching his neck and looking at the direction they were coming from with interest.

The gymnasium was built on a hillside, and the terrain in front gradually lowered. Lin Cheng sat on the steps and could see the two sides still arguing outside the parking lot.

"Tsk tsk, it's wonderful! This is almost as exciting as Luneng scolding the referee."

Seeing everyone approaching, Lin Cheng, who had watched the excitement, stood up and patted his butt to prepare to enter the stadium.

The interior of the gymnasium was arranged, and one-third of the field was arranged as a stage. There were five game computers placed parallel to each other on the left and right, and a super large screen on the wall behind, which could broadcast the game screen in real time.

Directly below the stage was a temporary seating area arranged in a rectangle, allowing the audience to watch the game directly facing the screen.

It is worth mentioning that the Shinhan Bank logo next to the screen was a bit dazzlingly large, and there was also the same logo on the floor in the center of the stage. The identity of the sponsor of this game was already obvious.

"What a spectacular sight."

After stepping into the gymnasium, Lin Cheng only had time to sigh before he heard An Shengyan's gnashing voice beside him:

"How many people did these bastards call over?"

As the largest indoor gymnasium for colleges and universities in South Korea, the Hwajeong Gymnasium consists of three floors above ground and three floors underground, with more than 8,000 seats. Although there were not many people in the stands at this time, more than 70% of the temporary seats under the stage were occupied by red and blue.

These people either wore two-color jackets or covered their jackets with their own short-sleeved T-shirts. The blue T-shirts had the Yonsei University logo and the red T-shirts had the words Korea University.

These were clearly the clothes that students from the two schools wore during the annual Yonsei-Korea match. It was obvious that both sides attached great importance to this match and wore their ancestral uniforms.

Although she knew that her opponent was promoting the game vigorously, An Shengyan originally thought that it would be good to have three or four hundred spectators, just like the last badminton game held here. However, seeing the continuous influx of people at the entrance, the audience this time was probably much more than she expected.

The more spectators there are, the more embarrassed they will be if they lose.

An Shengyan looked grumpy, and the other members of the e-sports club were obviously nervous or excited.

If it was a football game between three colleges, they would not be surprised to have tens of thousands of spectators, but the Seoul University e-sports club has never experienced such a scene since its establishment.

"There are very few people from our school, and they look like a ragtag army."

Lin Cheng looked at the uniforms and cheering flags of the other two schools, and then looked at the sparsely populated Seoul University students sitting in the corner. The contrast was too strong.

An Shengyan waved her fist, "I'm so angry, they make our school's e-sports club look incompetent."

Xiao Tong comforted, "It's none of your business. Our school's e-sports club has been promoting this competition for a long time. Many students are not interested in e-sports, but they heard that your school's strength is not dominant, so they... well~~~ just came to join in the fun."

It would have been better if Xiao Tong didn't say anything. This was equivalent to telling An Shengyan that most people who came here were not interested in games, but just wanted to see you get beaten up.

"If I had known earlier, we would have called more people to cheer."

The fat man reminded, "But we can't promote it in a big way. It will be even more ugly if we are beaten to the ground."

An Shengyan glanced at the fat man sharply, and if you can't speak, just shut up.

Han Shuyan glanced at Lin Cheng, "Is it okay?"

"Don't worry, it's just a small scene."

Lin Cheng waved his hand and looked at his teammates, "I'm a RANK player who plays against professional players every day. You just play like you did in training yesterday. I'll back you up."

If you can't hold on, just surrender. It's no big deal. There's no rule against surrendering.

The crowd didn't know Lin Cheng's sinister thoughts, but they were inexplicably motivated and said they would perform well.

It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. The temporary seating area was full, and there were also a large number of spectators sitting in the seats on the lower level of the stadium. The number of people on the scene was estimated to have exceeded two thousand.

The female host in a white knee-length skirt came on stage, first thanked the sponsors, and then took the hand card to introduce the competition system.

Since there were only three teams participating, the competition was divided into two stages. The first stage was a single round-robin BO1 competition. The three teams played two games each, and the top two advanced to the finals.

If the record is closed, the team with the shortest victory time will automatically advance, and the other two teams will play a tiebreaker to determine the other promotion spot.

The top two teams will play a BO3 final, and the winner will win the first SKY Cup and receive a 5 million won bonus from Shinhan Bank.

At this time, An Shengyan, as a coach, was waiting to appear in the backstage with the five starting players.

Since there was no live broadcast screen in the temporary backstage, a group of people could only secretly stick their heads out to observe the situation on the scene.

Jin Chenglu smacked his lips, "It looks like there are really a lot of spectators here. I have never played in front of so many people."

"Just now I said I had to perform well, and now I seem to be nervous again."

An Shengyan snorted, "Don't be nervous. If you go back with shame, you will suffer."

"I don't want to be nervous, but my legs start to shake when it gets cold, and they keep shaking. The more I shake, the more nervous I get."

"The host's back is pretty, is she from Korea University?"

Lin Cheng's angle of attention was particularly tricky. His teammates were feeling the atmosphere on the scene, but he was looking at the girl.

An Shengyan curled her lips, "Didn't you hear me introduce myself? I'm a professional host from Kespa, and I hosted LCK games for a while before."

Kespa is the Korean Professional E-sports Association, which has a large number of professional anchors in various e-sports projects.

There is a very special benefit for professional e-sports players registered with Kespa. Every year, several places are recommended for professional players to study in universities. An Zhangmen became an e-sports specialty student at Chung-Ang University through this benefit.

Therefore, the relationship between the Korean E-sports Association and various universities is not bad. They are willing to provide personnel and equipment support for e-sports competitions held by various universities, and they can also do publicity for themselves.

"Hey? I didn't notice it until you said it. The host's back is really pretty."

"Isn't she cold wearing this? Her skirt is exposed to her knees. I shivered when I saw it."

An Shengyan said in an expert tone: "She is wearing thermal stockings and it is actually very warm. It is not as cold as you think."

Lin Cheng sneered and said casually: "It's as if you have worn it."

"But I really have."

"Eh~~~You are a pervert..."

Lin Cheng turned his head and looked at her, "Oh~~~Sorry, I forgot you are a woman."

An Shengyan: "..."

Everyone laughed.

So, the style of the painting successfully led Lin Cheng astray, and the atmosphere became inexplicably relaxed.

Soon, the contestants began to enter the field.

The first two teams to compete were Yonsei University and Seoul University. The five members of the Yonsei University team wearing blue jackets appeared one after another.

At this time, in the blue cheering area, a boy stood up and waved a blue flag with an eagle printed on it vigorously.

"Yonsei University!"

Seeing the familiar blue eagle and the cheering slogan, Xiao Tong subconsciously stood up, waving his fist and shouting:

"Forward!"

? ? ?

The members of the Seoul University e-sports club sitting next to him were full of questions.

There is a traitor among us.