"I'm angry, I'm angry, Qi Chen of this chicken thief. My 20 luck points. ”

Mei Dijian, Penglai Thunder was furious, and kept throwing things in the room.

"It seems that it is necessary to get rid of Qi Chen first."

Penglai's face became more and more gloomy, and in his mind, one after another vicious schemes began to emerge.

……

Time flickered, a week passed, and the Olympic Games came to the closing ceremony.

In Kyoto, Qi Chen appeared at the Olympic site.

This Olympics, plus esports, has a total of 320 gold medals.

Among them, 108 were won by the United States, 110 by Greece and 102 by Kyushu.

In other countries, not a single gold medal has been won.

This time, the Battle of Luck Guardian mission is over.

Because Kyushu had eight gold medals less than Greece, in the end, luck was worth it and 40 points were deducted.

"Alliance leader, subordinates are incompetent, please punish."

Zhao Xuehua looked guilty. Before the start of the Olympics, he promised Qi Chen that he would definitely make Kyushu's gold medal number one in the world.

But in the end, the score was behind.

If it weren't for the e-sports team, under the leadership of the Emperor of People, it would have won fifteen gold medals in one fell swoop. The total number of gold medals this time, Kyushu will be even more ugly.

"Well, it's a bit weaker. But I don't blame you, after all, you've only been training for a month. ”

There was a hint of happiness in Qi Chen's eyes.

If there is no emperor this time, the total number of gold medals in Kyushu will be reduced from fifteen.

This time, he will definitely have a negative number of points.

That means he's going to be out early.

It can be said that when he first learned the results, he was still sweating in his heart.

"Alliance leader, if there is a next time, I will definitely give you a perfect answer."

Zhao Xuehua assured.

"Alright, Snowflake! Don't blame yourself too much. The closing ceremony starts immediately, and you take everyone to get ready. Remember, don't blame them too much. It's already in the past. ”

Qi Chen waved his hand, interrupting Zhao Xuehua to continue his confession.

"Yes, Alliance Master."

Zhao Xuehua left, and Qi Chen, as the head coach, led the Kyushu team to participate in the closing ceremony.

This time, although the overall performance of the Kyushu team was unsatisfactory.

Compared to those teams that didn't win a single gold medal. Being able to hold more than a hundred is also something to be proud of.

Before the closing ceremony ended, Qi Chen's figure had disappeared from the scene of the bird's nest.

On the streets of Kyoto, Qi Chen walked aimlessly.

There was no expression on his face, but his heart was a little messy.

Yi Chen, Yan, Wen Copy, the three identities have reached the first-line artist.

It can be said that his first step plan has been completed,

Next, it is a three-in-one sprint to the position of superstar.

But when it really came to this moment, he was a little flustered in his heart.

"Liang Tian, it's time to make a decision."

After walking aimlessly on the street for half an hour, Qi Chen finally made a decision in his heart.

Recently, Penglai's suppression of Kyushu has become more and more serious.

It's a pity that they didn't find a chance to launch the Luck Battle Mission.

Qi Chen knew that he couldn't drag it out, otherwise, it was likely that all the previous preparations would be wasted.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, Qi Chen returned to the hotel

He turned on the hotel computer and logged in to the live broadcast room of Dog Fighting.com.

With his launch, Yi Jiajun fans began to enter the live broadcast room one by one.

[Hey, Yida, why do you have time to broadcast live today, weren't you attending the closing ceremony just now? ] 】

【emmm…… Yi Da hasn't seen you for a long time, I thought that after you became the head coach, you would never broadcast live again in the future]

[Fifteen days, Yi Da, you are so ruthless, there has been no live broadcast for fifteen days]

The barrage was like rain, constantly swiping across the screen and dripping into Qi Chen's heart.

"Good evening, old iron fans!"

Looking at the familiar names one by one, Qi Chen's confusion and hesitation disappeared in his heart. At this moment, he finally strengthened his heart.

【2333…… It's almost midnight. How did you go live today]

[Yi Da, I want the signature of the emperor, he is so handsome during the game]

[Traitor upstairs, where is the emperor Yi Dashuai, Yi Da I want your signature]

In the live broadcast room, the fans were excited, and the atmosphere in the whole live broadcast room became warm.

Looking at everything he was familiar with, Qi Chen's heart gradually settled down.

He would never allow anyone else to destroy all this, even if it was himself.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's live broadcast, I am imagining everyone announcing a thing."

Qi Chen spoke softly, and his voice echoed in the live broadcast room.

[Huh? Yida, you won't notify how many days the live broadcast will be postponed, right? 】

[We haven't seen you flirting with girls live yet, don't turn it off, don't turn it off]

Qi Chen's words stunned the fans who were watching the live broadcast.

At this moment, the number of people in the live broadcast room has reached 30 million.

Although there are not many people, everyone is a loyal fan of Qi Chen.

"I decided that next Saturday, November 22nd, at 7 p.m.

In the Bird's Nest that has just ended the Olympics, Yi Jiajun will hold a fan meeting, I, Yi Chen, look forward to your arrival. ”

Qi Chen organized the language and spoke.

When his voice fell, the entire live broadcast room fell into silence.

All the fans and viewers were shocked by Qi Chen's words.

"What? You don't want to come! Why don't you speak? ”

Looking at the live broadcast room without a barrage, Qi Chen was a little stunned.

【emmm…… Meeting, I will definitely arrive at Yida]

[Our Yi Jiajun must arrive, Yi Da, we can finally meet your real person]

[Excited, excited, I'll book tickets now]

As Qi Chen's voice sounded again, the fans in the live broadcast room only recovered from the shock at this moment.

Suddenly, one barrage after another, constantly slashing through the live broadcast room, Qi Chen could feel every barrage, exuding excitement.

"Then make an appointment, see you or leave. That's all for today's livestream. Good night everyone. ”

A smile appeared on Qi Chen's face. After he finished speaking, he directly closed the live broadcast room.

But the news of this meeting spread throughout the Internet through the fans in the live broadcast room, and all corners where Yi Jiajun was found.

More and more people are aware of this news, and more and more people are starting to book tickets to Kyoto.

So much so that in the end, it caused a situation where it was difficult to get a vote, which Qi Chen did not expect.

"Yi Jiajun's notice is over, and there are still three fan groups left."

Qi Chen sorted out his mood. This time, he clicked on the [Golden League] QQ fan group.

In the group, everyone is discussing the matter of the starting point international station.

"It's been a long time."

As soon as Qi Chen's news was issued, the entire fan base instantly became silent. The hot topic that was originally being talked about came to an abrupt end.

"God of Literature, catch God of Literature."

"Wenshen, why do you have time to come to the fan base today"

“emmm…… The richest man in Kyushu, I thought you had forgotten about us. ”

"Wenshen, when are you going to open a new book?"

Messages keep appearing. The names of the old members of the Golden Armor can appear on the screen one by one.

"I'm coming in to inform you of a message! I've decided to hold a fan meeting at the Bird's Nest next Saturday night!

Would you like to participate? ”

(End of chapter)