At that moment, comments flooded across all streaming platforms:

[Oh my god, what did he just say? I’m stunned – “I will defeat everyone” – that’s so bold!!!] [Is this really LPL’s newcomer? He’s going to kill us with his looks! I’m instantly becoming a fan!!!] [666666, everyone, let’s spam 6666666666 in the chat!!] [Honestly, beating WR today feels so satisfying. Love seeing their fans go silent. Keep it up, looking forward to your future matches.] [Stop criticizing them. Everyone in Ionia knows Conquer. He became famous on the national server at seventeen before going pro. From today’s match, you can see he wasn’t bragging – he really has the talent and skill.] [Your name is Chen Yuzheng, right? I’ll remember that. Since you said it, if you’re not joking, I look forward to seeing you become legendary.]

When Chen Yuzheng made that statement, even the professional host was stunned, unable to hide their surprise or respond.

Departing audience members stopped and turned back, causing a commotion.

The camera zoomed in for a close-up. Ignoring everyone’s shock, Chen Yuzheng acted as if he’d said something ordinary. After speaking, he lowered his eyes and passed the microphone to Killer beside him.

“Ahem…” Killer greeted, “Hello everyone, I’m TG’s mid laner Killer.”

The host was still dazed, barely managing to continue: “Your… your first game didn’t seem to go well. How did you adjust your mindset so quickly after being defeated by WR?”

Killer looked serious but spoke half-jokingly: “Nobody expected us to win, right? So there was no pressure, and then we just won.”

His words made the small cluster of remaining fans in the audience tear up and start screaming spontaneously.

They were scattered, maybe only forty or fifty people. They shouted while frantically waving TG’s light boards. Previously invisible in WR’s sea of supporters, they now stood out distinctly.

The host said: “Look, you still have many fans cheering for you.”

“Ah…” Killer suddenly remembered something, “There was a fan cheering for us before the match.”

After he spoke, Chen Yuzheng glanced at him.

Hearing this, their teammate with a serious face couldn’t help but burst out laughing. The other TG members, also in on it, tried to suppress their grins.

“She’s our AD carry’s fan,” Killer said casually. “Seeing how aggressively he played today, looks like he was really motivated.”

Their faces nearly spelled out ‘gossip’, and the interviewing host asked curiously: “I wonder if she’s still in the audience?”

To add to the show’s effect, the camera panned across the remaining audience from left to right.

The TG members all turned to watch the screen.

Because there weren’t many people left, the camera lingered for a few seconds on each section.

Yu Nuo sat quietly, still dazed, when she suddenly saw her confused face appear on the big screen.

Her bewildered round eyes blinked.

As shadows moved, she felt lost and instinctively raised her hand to cover her face.

Caught up in the atmosphere, the assistant beside her cheerfully cupped her hands around her mouth like a megaphone and shouted a few cheers.

Yu Nuo, half-covering her face, wondered if she should also wave like the others and greet them. While she was still mentally rehearsing the gestures, the camera had already moved to the next section.

The host carefully observed TG team members’ reactions, scanning their faces before suddenly asking, “Well, is she still here?”

Killer gave a meaningful cough.

Everyone around was nudging Chen Yuzheng.

He glanced at the microphone held near his mouth, paused briefly, maintaining his composure.

Everyone held their breath waiting.

Chen Yuzheng’s gaze fixed on some unknown point as he calmly replied: “Yes.”

The livestream comments continued flooding: [Is it just me, or do their expressions seem a bit odd when you look closely?] [Is she a girlfriend or just a fan?] [Ahhhh he’s so handsome!!! I’d call him the second most good-looking player in LPL after Zhou Dang (Sorry Fish, I’ve sinned)]

Yu Nuo felt her face burning.

She belatedly realized – so everyone had seen the little card she wrote…

The assistant checked the time and stood up, “It’s about time, let’s head back.”

Yu Nuo picked up her backpack, put it on, and got up.

They crouched down and made their way through the edge of the stage to the backstage rest area. Yu Nuo’s phone kept vibrating, and she took it out to look:

Fu Yidong: [Wow, were you at the venue today?]

Yu Nuo: [I went with my brother.]

Fu Yidong: [Did you watch the match today?]

Yu Nuo: [Yes]

Fu Yidong: [Wuwuwuwu my favorite team suffered so badly, I was stunned seeing the trending topics, I feel so bad. Next time I’m going to hire a crowd, hire a thousand people to cheer for TG!!!! We must give them proper support!! By the way, did you cheer for them for me?]

Yu Nuo paused, then typed: [I did cheer… but there weren’t many people, so I didn’t dare be too loud.]

Fu Yidong sent a long string of messages: [I feel so bad for them now. Are you backstage? Oh right, your brother and TG are both filming promotional videos today, right? If you see them later, please praise them for me, tell them they were really really, extremely extremely, super super amazing today!!!]

After TG finished their match, it was getting late. The venue filming was divided into several groups.

Yu Nuo stood aside with nothing to do.

Since she was free anyway, she remembered she hadn’t taken her cold medicine yet. Yu Nuo borrowed a cup from staff and went to the water dispenser.

She poured a few pills into her hand, put the cup aside, and tilted her head back to swallow them. From the corner of her eye, she saw someone approaching.

She glanced casually, then almost choked. She turned slightly to quickly wipe the water from her lips.

Chen Yuzheng noticed her too and turned his head.

Yu Nuo swallowed the medicine, turned around, and greeted him: “Oh, hello.”

She didn’t know why, but facing him made her a bit nervous, “What a… what a coincidence.”

Chen Yuzheng raised an eyebrow, stopped walking, “Why are you here?”

“……” Yu Nuo fell silent. Oh no, what should she say. Yu Nuo’s mind started racing, what excuse should she use… She suddenly realized, finding her here suddenly, would he think she was an obsessive sasaeng fan…?

Chen Yuzheng noticed the temporary staff badge on her chest and smiled slightly: “Staff member?”

“I… sort of.” Yu Nuo just wanted to brush it off quickly, continuing, “Not officially, I just help out occasionally when I’m free.”

She changed the subject, “Are you done with filming?”

“Haven’t started.”

“I was watching from below, you all played so well today.” Yu Nuo dutifully completed Fu Yidong’s request, “My friend, she watched your interview too, she asked me to tell you she’ll always support you. You’re all really amazing.”

“I already said so.”

Yu Nuo: “Hm?”

This was in the hallway outside the rest area, with just one white light overhead. Chen Yuzheng had taken off his team jacket and was only wearing a t-shirt. The young man’s jawline was smooth, giving off a clean-cut impression. His eyes were somewhat sharp but seemed gentle upon closer look. He spoke flatly, expressionless, “On stage, I saw you.”

Yu Nuo froze.

She immediately thought of how she had blanked out for several seconds when on camera.

That look…. he really saw it…

The surroundings were unnaturally quiet. Yu Nuo’s ears turned red uncontrollably as she nodded, stumbling over her words: “Oh, oh, I see.”

She felt Chen Yuzheng had a personality that didn’t care much for conversation. Not daring to say too much, she tried to naturally say goodbye: “Don’t you have filming to do? You should go ahead then, I’m leaving.”

After speaking, she no longer dared to meet his eyes. Yu Nuo picked up her water cup, lowered her head slightly, and hurriedly passed by him.

She had only taken a few steps. Yu Nuo’s footsteps faltered, she stumbled, and due to inertia, her body naturally tilted backward.

—She had been grabbed from behind.

Yu Nuo turned back in surprise.

Chen Yuzheng had one hand holding her backpack strap.

She met his eyes at close distance for a few seconds, carefully asking, “Is there… something else…?”

“Fish Who Loves Cooking…?” Chen Yuzheng tilted his head, looking thoughtfully at her backpack.

Yu Nuo followed his gaze and looked down.

—A pink and purple bunny backpack.

This was a gift from a fan a few months ago. It was a custom-made merchandise from Taobao, with a cute design of a fish blowing bubbles and Yu Nuo’s online name “Fish Who Loves Food.”

She didn’t quite understand what was special about it, slightly confused: “That’s me… what about it?”

Chen Yuzheng didn’t answer her question, instead asking something else: “Why did you transfer money to me?”

“……” Yu Nuo’s mind went blank for a moment. Her Alipay ID seemed to be the same name…

“You blocked me?”

“That.” Yu Nuo held back for a long time before mumbling: “Wasn’t it because I caused you to get fined… and then I was afraid you’d transfer it back.”

The girl’s voice was soft, her eyes a clear brown. Her head slightly tilted up, black hair falling neatly on both shoulders, looking fluffy.

He slowly said “oh,” lowering his voice carelessly, “How did you know I would transfer it back?”

“People usually do.” After saying this, Yu Nuo hurriedly explained: “But I didn’t mean for you to return it.”

“…….” Looking at her serious expression, Chen Yuzheng paused.

His expression lost its teasing tone, no longer joking with her, “This has nothing to do with you.”

Hearing this, Yu Nuo felt even more guilty.

How should she say this, actually this matter had everything to do with her.

Chen Yuzheng spoke lazily, “Unblock me, I’ll return the money.”

Yu Nuo made a sound of surprise. Just as she was thinking about how to refuse, Chen Yuzheng’s hand was roughly pushed away.

She turned her head in shock.

Chen Yuzheng turned his face, his eyes following to the side.

Yu Guo grabbed Yu Nuo’s collar from behind and pulled her over.

Chen Yuzheng raised an eyebrow. Casually lowering his hand, his thin lips curved into a smile.

Yu Guo stared directly at Chen Yuzheng, his expression calm, tone flat, “What are you doing?”

A few meters away, several OG members who had come later stopped in their tracks, looking at each other. They were at a loss, not knowing what had happened, why was the atmosphere so tense…

Chen Yuzheng lifted his eyelids, his gaze passing over Yu Nuo before returning to Yu Guo. He asked lazily: “What’s wrong, is she your girlfriend?”

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