Reborn in the red age

Since this is the first time that the Counter-Strike Global Championship is being held, the competition format is very simple, consisting of three stages: group stage, semi-finals, and finals.

The first two are three days and two days respectively, with a day of rest before the final, and the entire competition time is seven days.

The group stage opened today. Twenty-two teams from all over the world gathered at Pengcheng Gymnasium and were divided into groups according to the draw.

After Mayor Liu and Qingfeng Li came on stage and talked a lot of nonsense, the competition officially began.

The lights on the scene instantly focused on the battle area. The twenty-two teams were on full alert, and the battle situation was updated in real time on the big screen.

Apart from the fierce gunfire, the only sound at the scene was the incessant chatter of the game commentator.

Listening to the half-English and half-Chinese explanation, Qingfeng Li felt a little unhappy, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, English is a universal language, and foreigners account for more than 60% of the audience. In addition, Wu Simin also sold the broadcasting rights of the game to many foreign media.

In addition, the local people in Pengcheng also suggested using English to increase international influence. Li Qingfeng could not strongly object and could only settle for the second best option of requesting the use of a half-Chinese, half-English mode for the commentary.

The first two teams to play in the group stage were the Winter Team from Germany and the Flame Dragon Team from South Korea.

Both sides adopted the tactical thinking of daring to fight and fighting hard. As soon as the game started, the two sides launched a fierce confrontation.

Players from both teams quickly deployed their tactics on the field. Gunshots rang out one after another, creating a tense and exciting scene.

The German Winter Team took the lead in winning the first game with its precise shooting skills and tacit team cooperation.

However, the Flame Dragon Team quickly adjusted their tactics and used flexible positioning and unexpected attacks to successfully turn the game around.

As the game progressed, the two sides exchanged blows and the score rose alternately.

The emotions of the audience were also fully aroused, with cheers and shouts coming one after another.

The commentator's voice became more and more excited. Although Li Qingfeng was still somewhat dissatisfied with the half-English and half-Chinese commentary mode, he had to admit that this mode did allow more international audiences to better understand the game.

In the crucial third game, the Winter Team demonstrated strong psychological quality and tactical execution.

Taking advantage of the map, they defeated the Flame Dragon Team's attack in one fell swoop, and eventually won the first victory in the group stage with a slight advantage.

After the game, there was thunderous applause and everyone cheered for the two teams' outstanding performances.

Both Qingfeng Li and Mayor Liu were very busy, so they naturally wouldn't be able to watch the entire show.

After the first game, they stood up and left together.

After leaving the competition site, Mayor Liu asked tentatively: "Professor Li, do you think the Counter-Strike Global Championship held in Pengcheng this time is quite effective? Have you ever considered holding this event in Pengcheng in the future?"

Ok?
Li Qingfeng didn't expect that Mayor Liu would actually say such a thing. How to explain it?

It's possible, but you have to give some benefits.

This global championship was so successful that other cities will surely compete for the right to host the next one.

After all, this kind of international event can not only enhance the city's international reputation, but also drive local tourism, catering, hotel and other related industries, with considerable economic and social benefits.

Facing Mayor Liu's gaze, Li Qingfeng did not respond immediately, but practiced Tai Chi: "Mayor Liu, the success of this competition is indeed inseparable from the strong support of the Pengcheng Municipal Government. However, the selection of the venue for the global championship requires consideration of many factors."

"For example, in terms of infrastructure, international influence, and tournament atmosphere, Pengcheng's performance this time was indeed good, but whether it will be held here regularly in the future still needs further discussion."

"Of course, of course. We in Pengcheng will continue to improve conditions in all aspects and strive to become the permanent venue for this event." Mayor Liu then assured: "Professor Li, don't worry, if the event can be held in Pengcheng in the future, we in Pengcheng will go all out to ensure that each competition can be better than this one."

"Okay, okay, we can find a time to talk about it in detail, but now, let's focus on this competition. After all, there are still several days of competitions to go."

"Yes, yes, the game is important."

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries and then left.

As soon as the opening ceremony ended, Li Qingfeng headed straight to Hong Kong, intending to visit the little mixed-blood mother and daughter.

But when we arrived in Hong Kong, we found out that the little mixed-blood boy was not in Hong Kong at the moment, but had gone to South Korea to discuss the price adjustment of memory sticks with Samsung.

Knowing that the little mixed-blood girl was not at home, Li Qingfeng also lost interest in visiting the child. Although a one or two-year-old girl is at the cutest age, she is not his own child after all. No matter how cute she is, she will not be as good as his own first-grade child.

Li Qingfeng immediately changed his destination and went straight to the Lemon Company's headquarters building. He found Fang Wanzhen and gave her some instructions inside the company before finding a place to rest.

I spent two days in Hong Kong with the little mixed-race child who had hurried back from South Korea. After passing through customs on Friday evening, I took a shower and changed clothes at my residence, and then went straight to the airport to pick up Hu Jiabao and her three children.

"Dad, do you think our Chinese team can win the championship?"

As soon as Shiwu got off the plane, he went straight to Li Qingfeng and his first words were to ask about the competition.

Who knows whether Li Qingfeng can win the championship? E-sports is all about the players' abilities, and the organizers cannot manipulate it.

You can't just cheat on them in front of everyone, right?
After thinking for a while, Li Qingfeng said uncertainly: "It should be possible. After all, we have been undergoing intensive training for such a long time. It shouldn't be that we can't beat those wild methods, right?"

"Forget it. Talent is everything in this competition. The team you founded had a hard time in today's elimination match and almost didn't make it to the finals. There's still a gap in strength between them and the other three teams. It'll probably be hard for them to even make it to the top three."

Without waiting for Fifteen to speak, Chuyi, who was carrying a small suitcase, started pouring cold water on him with a serious face.

Hearing what Chuyi said, Li Qingfeng was slightly startled. He had been in Hong Kong these few days and had not paid much attention to the game. Was it so difficult for the Chinese team?
"You're talking nonsense. It was said on TV that the game was difficult today because those French guys are strong. Plus, our players are not from the south, so they may not be able to acclimate to the climate there. But they will adjust soon, and then we'll be able to win the championship." When Fifteen heard what Chuyi said, her face turned red with anxiety. She put her hands on her hips and retorted angrily.

"I'm talking nonsense?" Chuyi didn't refute, but just punched him directly, intending to use force to prove his point.

Normally, he could tolerate it, but now that Fifteen was very interested in the competition, he would not tolerate his sister's bullying, so he punched her back. The two siblings started fighting in the airport without paying attention to anyone around.

Hu Jiabao, who was following behind, saw that his two children started fighting after they hadn’t been seen for a while. The children’s father was watching from the side without any intention of stopping them.

He immediately flew into a rage, stepped forward quickly, separated the two men, glared at Qingfeng Li fiercely, and then shouted: "What are you two doing? This is an airport, with people coming and going. If you don't feel ashamed, I will feel ashamed."

Being glared at by Hu Jiabao, Li Qingfeng smiled awkwardly and explained quickly: "I just wanted to let them vent their anger first, so that they don't have to hold their anger and quarrel over this matter again later."

"You said, how can you be such a father? It's ok at home, but why are you like this outside?"

"Home is the same as the outside world. The world is not a movie and we are not the protagonists. Why should we get so much attention?"

"Then try taking a bath on the street."

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This was just a show of argument. Li Qingfeng said he was too lazy to pay attention to her.

After separating the two angry children, Li Qingfeng drove the car himself. Sitting in the passenger seat was Fifteen, who was still angry and unwilling to pay attention to Chuyi. In the back sat Hu Jiabao and the giggling Chuyi.

Looking at the huge convoy leading the way ahead, Hu Jiabao felt that it was a bit too exaggerated, but he also knew what happened in Pengcheng last time, so he didn't say anything.

In the evening, Hu Jiabao, who had nothing to do, wanted to go out for a walk, to see Pengcheng, a special economic zone in China, and feel its unique charm.

"The security here is pretty good, not as bad as you say."

On the street, looking at the patrolling police everywhere and the well-organized streets with clean roadsides, Hu Jiabao couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at Hu Jiabao with a look of emotion on his face, Li Qingfeng couldn't help but shook his head. Hu Jiabao was still naive.

Nowadays, there are no noisy street vendors in cities at night. Is this normal?
Not to mention Pengcheng, even in Shanghai you can see this thing on the roadside at night.

It is obvious that Pengcheng has cleared out all these small vendors for the event. They are not allowed to set up stalls in the past few days, or to set up stalls in a concentrated area. After all, this is an international competition and the best side of the city must be shown.

Li Qingfeng thought so in his heart, but did not say it directly, for fear of spoiling Hu Jiabao's interest.

After walking around and coming back, Li Qingfeng knocked on the door of Wu Simin's room next door and asked about the situation of the competitions during this period. Li Qingfeng was not interested in the teams from other countries, and mainly asked about the situation of the domestic teams.

It doesn’t matter who wins the championship the second or third time, but it would be embarrassing if your team can’t take first place the first time.

After understanding Li Qingfeng's meaning, Wu Simin hesitated for a moment and said, "Among the four teams that entered the finals this time, two American teams are very strong. Basically, the champion will be decided by one of them."

It is normal that the American team is strong.

After all, the people there have high incomes, and many players can afford graphics cards to play games. With such a large base, it is not surprising that strong teams emerge.

"Don't we have any chance at all?" Li Qingfeng asked with a frown.

Wu Simin shook her head, her tone somewhat helpless: "Although our team has trained for a year, our talent is indeed not as high as that of the Americans. E-sports is a sport that requires a lot of talent."

Li Qingfeng frowned, feeling somewhat unwilling. He originally thought that with more than half a year of intensive training, coupled with professional military tactical training, he would be able to take first place.

Unexpectedly, reality is so cruel that we have to fight for even the third place.

After thinking for a while, Qingfeng Li asked tentatively: "Can we do it like in a sports game, with a black whistle or something?"

Wu Simin widened her eyes and looked at Qingfeng Li in disbelief.

Blowing the whistle? What's the idea? E-sports relies on the number of kills, and there are not so many complicated rules. How should this thing be blown?
You can't give them a perspective in front of the audience, right?
Looking at Wu Simin's expression, Li Qingfeng knew the answer. It seemed that this method was not feasible and he had to think of other ways.

After much thought, Li Qingfeng decided to imitate the method used by the special actor Gu Yue who went to the front line to comfort the officers and soldiers on the Laoshan battlefield. He invited Gu Yue over and asked him to dress up as a leader to encourage those young men.

Human potential is unlimited. By doing this, you may be able to unleash your potential and win the championship as if with divine help during the competition.

The more Li Qingfeng thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible, so he immediately started to contact the relevant personnel.

Gu Yue, who was filming a movie in Northeast China, heard that she had to go to Pengcheng to cheer for the e-sports team and help the country win the championship. She did not refuse, immediately asked the director for leave, and flew to Pengcheng overnight.

The Chinese team, which had rested for a day and was preparing to participate in the competition, learned that someone was coming to visit them. When they were wondering who it was, the door of the room was opened.

When Gu Yue, wearing specially made clothes and appearing in front of the team members in the classic image of a leader, the whole room instantly fell silent, followed by a burst of warm applause.

"Children," said Gu Yue, who spoke with a Xiangxiang accent, in a steady and powerful voice, with a magic that made people feel at ease: "I know you are about to face a difficult battle, and your opponent is very strong, but you must believe in your own strength."

"Esports is the battlefield of the new era. Each of you is a soldier, representing the honor of the country. You must believe in yourself, show your courage and perseverance, and fight hard."

Looking at the face that was exactly the same as the great man and listening to Gu Yue's words, the team members felt their blood boiling.

The people who were a little discouraged by the difference in strength were immediately dispelled by these words.

The captain said excitedly: "Teacher Gu, don't worry, we will do our best to live up to your expectations and the expectations of the country."

"I believe in you. Morale is of vital importance on the battlefield. You must maintain high morale, unite as one, and perform at your best."

Gu Yue smiled and nodded, patted the captain on the shoulder, and then shouted proudly behind him: "Bring some wine, I want to cheer for the athletes of our country."

As soon as he finished speaking, the staff behind him immediately took out a few porcelain bowls and poured some beer into them.

Led by Gu Yue, several people drank the whole thing, then threw their bowls on the ground and walked towards the stadium with high morale. (End of this chapter)