<h4>Chapter 1261: End Game (1)</h4>


    It was believed that Prince’s ying standards had reached world-ss.


    Although Qiao Lian could predict SX’spletely devastating end, she did not dwell too much on it.


    After all, that was someone else’s problem, and her own team’s match was about to begin.


    At this thought, she looked up at Shen Liangchuan and said, “I will book tomorrow’s tickets. Are youing to Shanghai with me?”


    He nodded and said, “Of course.”


    Qiao Lian nodded and added, “Then I’ll book your ticket as well. We’ve been absent too many times, so this time I have to be there myself to cheer for CQ Team.”


    –


    Qiao Lian was a determined organizer.


    After saying that, she booked the tickets for the both of them.


    The next day, the couple said goodbye to Xia Yehua, Shen Zihao and the rest, and flew off to Shanghai.


    Very soon, it was the day of thepetition.


    There was not a single empty seat amongst the audience. There was much excitement and passion in the air.


    When Qiao Lian walked in, she could feel the fans’ support and love for the teams.


    Among the seated audience, there were rows of horizontal banners held up and neon sticks dancing in the air. The atmosphere was filled with a lot of excitement and anticipation.


    Today’s small group matches would start with PC vs SX. After that, CQ would be ying.


    They had arrived earlier partly because they were hoping to gain a greater understanding of PC team’s ying. After all, this team was their greatest threat and strongest opponent.


    Watching a match on the screen was very different from watching it live.


    Qiao Lian and Shen Liangchuan sat in their VIP seats. They had been waiting for a short time when a big and tall man appeared and stood next to Qiao Lian.


    She paused for a moment before she turned to look. She discovered it was Lu Nanze!


    Qiao Lian immediately stood up with surprise, her pupils shrinking back. She eximed, “Second Brother! What brings you here?”


    Pointing at the yers on stage, he said, “You know, I’m also the boss of PC Team. Why can’t Ie?”


    Qiao Lianughed at once and said, “I don’t mean it like that. I mean, it’s a big surprise to see you here.”


    Lu Nanze cast his gaze down and smiled. He raised his hand and was about to do what he had always done in the past, tousle her hair, when suddenly another hand shot grabbed his wrist.


    The man looked up and saw that Shen Liangchuan had cleanly intervened. He turned the grip into a handshake and said, “Mr. Lu, it’s been a long time.”


    Then he inserted himself between his wife and the man, saying, “Xiao Qiao, take my seat there. Let me sit here so that it’s easier for me to speak with Mr. Lu.”


    Qiao Lian was stumped.


    It smelled like jealousy. Needless to say, someone was jealous.


    She nced at Lu Nanze and then shifted her gaze to Shen Liangchuan. She raised an eyebrow and immediately pushed Shen Liangchuan out of the way, firmly taking the seat between the two men. “No way, if you want to speak, do it after the match. We’re here to watch the match today!”


    What if a fight broke out because of them sitting next to each other?


    She, Qiao Lian, was not that stupid.


    Thinking this, she shook her head at having to worry about such things.


    The two men exchanged a nce and simultaneously took their seats beside Qiao Lian, like two heavenly pirs guarding and protecting the girl in the middle.


    The host on the stage was now giving an enthusiastically animated narration of the match.


    Seated in the audience, Lu Nanze suddenly asked, “The host said that Prince’s strength is in C position, what does that mean?”


    The man, who knew nothing about gaming, was asking this.


    Qiao Lian burst outughing and exined: