Ranwen

"Hongguang's comment is that Kurosawa's luck will still be as good as in the morning? That may be a bit difficult..." the host said after hesitating for a second or two.

"No, I think Kurosawa player will keep winning today, tomorrow...and the day after tomorrow!"

"Ha ha!"

A new female commentator sitting in the corner was stunned. When she heard what he said, she couldn't hold back her laughter, or maybe she didn't intend to hide her smile in the first place.

"Hongguang Commentator, you may not often watch our games in Changchuan City, so you have misjudged the strength of the players." The new female commentator is very beautiful, but her expression is sharp at this moment, and her body moves from the sofa when she speaks.

Sit up with your upper half up.

"Or maybe you don't know the results of Kurosawa's players in the last provincial first-class qualifying competition?" She then questioned with an aggressive attitude.

It’s really not her fault for being so assertive. The commentator from Haitang City didn’t take the players from Changchuan City seriously at all. She felt that the challengers had to lower their profile.

"Okay, Teacher Xiao Ou. Hongguang Commentator is right to support his own players. It's human nature." The field control commentator said quickly.

He actually had some complaints about Hong Guang's sudden change of attitude, but he couldn't watch the live broadcast room turn into a scolding war.

Soon he regained control of the conversation and stabilized the atmosphere in the recording studio.

However, the recording room temporarily cooled down a lot, and the temperature did rise suddenly and uncontrollably in one place.

In room C of Hanquan's official live broadcast room, more than half a million people had already entered in just a few minutes.

Looking at this kind of situation, it is estimated that the number of online viewers at the peak will soar to millions.

You know, this is only a quarter of a room for a provincial first-class qualifying match, and the number of people watching online in the morning was only about two million.

Moreover, the audience who entered the room stayed very much and did not exit immediately when they clicked in. Instead, they started watching the program seriously, and the number of comments also increased significantly.

In the broadcast room, the staff who were observing the data in real time gave each other a high-five.

[I heard there was going to be a quarrel? What happened when you first came in!]

[I heard in Room A that there was a fight between your commentators?]

【I want to see rivers of blood!】

[No, no, it’s just that I’m a little nervous and the explanations on both sides don’t deal with it.]

[I feel like these commentators have ridiculously crooked buttocks. Why are they all winning in a row? In their mouths, Nagakawa’s is superior? 】

[Laughing, there is nothing wrong with that. They are originally local commentators in Nagakawa, and they must support their own players.]

[I wonder if the players from other places are not that strong. Every year, almost four cities win the main draw. If you want us to respect you, you must at least have some results, right? 】

【We Changchuan people really want to be superior to others.】

[One thing to say, that player named Kurosawa is really handsome.]

[The competition is not a beauty pageant, so what’s the use of being handsome?]

The audience who entered the live broadcast room were of mixed composition. Some of them were from Changchuan, some were from Haitang, and some were from fun, coming to watch the fun, and other third-tier, county-level city people who had some opinions of their own.

Kurosawa didn't know what was going on in the recording room and live broadcast room. When he saw his name on the list, he walked to the battlefield according to the prompts above.

He came to the battle field No. 3.

The photography team of the provincial station also followed his steps and came here.

Unfortunately, this is not the big drama of Mars hitting the Earth that everyone expected.

Kurosawa's opponent is still an ordinary opponent from a third-tier city.

One minute later.

Kurosawa easily won.

Four points were accumulated again, bringing the score to 22 points.

Since he played in the first round in the afternoon, his score directly surpassed the other five players who had also won seven consecutive games in the morning.

Jump to the top of the list in one fell swoop!

In the recording room, the commentators who saw this scene had different expressions.

Hong Guang, who absolutely supported Kurosawa, had a very excited face.

The female commentator named Xiao Ou's face was slightly stiff, silent, and she bit her red lips calmly.

He was probably complaining in his mind about Kurosawa's good luck.

The scene she most wants to see right now is for Kurosawa to bump into a strong player from his own division and give him a hard beating.

The smiles of several other commentators were also relatively forced.

Although it is clear that Kurosawa's first position is a temporary result of the order of appearance, it is still an embarrassing moment for a player from Haitang City to step on top of many Nagakawa players.

They deliberately avoided mentioning the fact that Kurosawa's points reached the top of the list, and only congratulated Kurosawa for winning another victory and accumulating four more points.

The broadcast studio behind the scenes seemed to have omitted something and did not bring up the real-time rankings after the game to announce to the audience in the live broadcast room.

Just when the camera was about to switch to the next battlefield, someone spoke up and broke the invisible tacit understanding in the room.

"It should be noted that after Kurosawa's eighth victory, his current score has reached 22 points, ranking first among the many players in Group C!" Hongguang lived up to his name, with a full face.

He praised with a red glow. "You know, Kurosawa just celebrated his eighteenth birthday a few days ago. He is an absolute genius with an extremely bright future!"

The other commentators looked at each other.

"...Haha...Yes, it is indeed amazing." The field commentator laughed dryly twice. "The player who appears on our camera now is..."

Hongguang felt comfortable.

He didn't originally want to be so aggressive. One of the commentators on the scene was even his favorite "idol" and a veteran in the industry.

But it wasn't until I saw their arrogant postures and the completely shattered filters today that I realized they had such double standards.
Chapter completed!