“A row.”

“No. 4.”

Han Shihao's calm voice echoed throughout the competition venue through the microphone in his hand.

The audience was quiet for a moment.

Then a huge voice of regret and lament broke out.

Countless audiences who were looking forward to it for a long time and were unable to be beaten until the end sighed:

"Why is it the first row..."

"We have never been beaten in the back row."

"This is the last show game, no chance."

On the seat of the Rocket team in the front row, Cheng Qingqing suddenly reacted and showed a look of surprise on her face:

“First row?”

"Sitting in the first row...it doesn't seem to be an ordinary audience."

At the same time, more players and audiences began to react on the scene.

yes!

The seat arrangements for the e-sports hall this time are just seats for ordinary audiences, but the first two rows are all guest seats, and they are invited professional team players or some famous domestic anchors and commentators.

God F has chosen the seat numbers in the first row...

Wouldn't it be that there might be a professional national server or well-known commentator they are familiar with whom they are selected to play on stage for an exhibition match!?

For a moment, the audience started to get lively again:

"Hey hey hey who is the fourth seat in the first row?"

"Look at the brothers in front!"

"See the truth!"

"Where is the director? Let the director's lens viewpoint be passed!"

"Are there any professional masters from our national LPL service, members like Mingguang Team or Sushui Team in the first row??"

At the same time, in the guest seats in the first row in front, a group of professional players and anchor commentators were also subconsciously looking at each other's seat number plates behind each other, wanting to confirm whether their seat number plates are row 1, 4.

On the other end of the first row, Shi Hang and Jin Shanshan were both a little busy:

“No. 4?”

"Hey, what's your number?"

"Damn it, can't it be you?"

"No, right, we are reversed here. Are you 27 and I am 26?"

After finally confirming, the two finally felt relieved and found that although they were also in the first row, they were the number from small to large at the other end.

"Wait a moment"

Jin Shanshan, who had just let go, was suddenly stunned:

“The trumpet seat is on the other side.”

"Who is sitting on the other side of the corridor...who is here?"

Before Shi Hang could react, he subconsciously asked back: "Who are you talking about?"

Jin Shanshan was also frowning and thinking: "I remember anyone sitting there... is an acquaintance... who is here..."

The next moment.

It seemed as if a sharp light flashed through my mind, and the golden eyes suddenly glared:

"Damn it!!"

"Old Shi! That's what, who...who is that!"

He was nervous and trembling.

But Shi Hang also reacted at this moment, his heart beat violently, and his pupils suddenly shrank:

"You mean"

"he!?"

...

The whole audience was filled with noisy and noisy commotion.

Everyone, even professional players and well-known commentators, were stretching their necks to try to find the audience in 1 row and 4 seats, trying to figure out the true identity of the last lucky person and see the halal appearance clearly.

The director in the live backstage was also busy conducting:

"Lens lens!"

"Give it to the first row in front!"

"Go to the 4 seats in a row!"

"Speed ​​speed!"

At the same time, on the first row of the audience seats, the number 1, 2, and seats 6 and 7, the guests turned their heads and looked towards the middle.

Two women and one man were sitting in seats 3, 4 and 5.

Two girls.

A boy.

Whether on the left or on the right, both girls have a stunning enough appearance and temperament, so perfect that they seem to be impeccable.

The boy sitting among them...

The boy sitting among the two girls looked around at this time, with a confused look on his face:

"Which is the size of Baozi?"

“No. 3?”

"Where is Tangtang?"

“No. 5?”

"Then I'm...No. 4."

After realizing it, Lin Feng seemed to finally react and pointed at himself:

“Row 4.”

"Is it me?"

...

At this moment, the director's camera perspective finally came to the No. 4 side of the auditorium.

On the giant LCD screen on the stage, someone's figure was extremely clear, and he just caught someone's action of pointing at him with a confused look on his face and completely fell into the ground.

There was an uproar in the audience.

Many viewers couldn't help but open their eyes wide, and looked at the handsome and handsome boy who appeared on the big screen in surprise and surprise, and there was a lot of discussion:

"Who is this guy?"

"Sitting in the first row, are you also a guest?"

"Why haven't you seen this person before? I feel very young, like a high school student."

"I look okay...but I'm not a professional player, right?"

At the same time, like the Rocket team members in the second row, the team members were stunned, and Cheng Qingqing even exclaimed:

"It's Lin Feng's little brother!?"

"So good luck!"

Song Jia's eyes flashed slightly, with a hint of surprise.

But I was surprised to say that I was surprised...

At this time, Jin Shanshan and Shi Hang, who were also sitting in the first row of seats, looked at someone in the large screen on the stage, and their expressions were almost completely dull:

"Grass, is it really such a coincidence?"

"That guy...is actually No. 4, row 1!?"

Nian Shisan just wanted to drink water in the audience, but when he saw this scene, he squirted out a sip of water.

Su Xue looked up at Lin Feng in the big screen with several Douyu TV super-managers. She was even more stunned:

"No, no!??"

Tian Tian, ​​one of the All-Stars in this interactive performance competition, was so shocked that he almost didn't stare out his eyes.
To be continued...