Top Chinese celebrity: Debuted from Running Man

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As Gu Qing and the others chatted and laughed as they left the dressing room and headed to the common lounge to join their teammates and prepare for the match—

At the backstage entrance of Wukesong Arena, another equally eye-catching team made a high-profile arrival with a completely different style.

A custom-made, all-black van slowly pulled up at the entrance to the designated lane.

The car door slid open.

Chris Wu's handsome face with its sharp features and indifferent expression was the first to appear.

He wore sunglasses that covered half his face, his chin was slightly raised, his lips were pursed, and he had no expression. He exuded a cold and arrogant aura that said "keep away."

Behind him,
One after another, a group of young people dressed in brightly colored clothes with an exaggerated and somewhat noisy style jumped off the bus.

It was his "hip-hop gang" teammates that he brought this time.

Magneto's white baseball cap and oversized hoodie, Alfred's signature bulky figure wrapped in a fluorescent green jacket,
And your boy TT… including two other rappers whose names I can't recall.

They all stood ramrod straight, noses pointing to the sky, sunglasses were standard attire, and some even wore extravagant gold chains around their necks, jingling with each step.

As the group filed in, passing fans holding up light boards and screaming deafeningly on both sides of the passage, no one turned around, no one waved, and no one even nodded slightly.

They were like a group of monarchs inspecting their territory, their eyes fixed straight ahead, their feet barely touching the ground, as they disdainfully stepped into the backstage area of ​​the venue.

Those fervent shouts and those raised "Fanfan" signs had nothing to do with them.

It's as if this is what "Real" truly means—a genuine attitude that doesn't bother to pander to fans.

however,
This aura of superiority and detachment from the world was utterly destroyed less than twenty meters after entering the backstage passage.

Ahead of the passage,

Principal Wang impatiently looked down and scrolled through his phone.

The sunglasses that Kris Wu was wearing on his nose were pushed up to his forehead almost instantly.

"Brother Cong~!"

Chris Wu instantly switched from a cold and aloof demeanor to an enthusiastic and even slightly surprised expression.

He jogged over in a few quick steps, opened his arms, and in a brotherly manner typical of North Americans, shook hands, bumped shoulders, and patted the back, thus completing his meeting with Principal Wang.

"Brother Cong, you really came to pick me up? This is quite an achievement for me."

Chris Wu's voice rose eight octaves, and his smile was radiant.

"Is this the team you brought to play in today's match?"

Principal Wang touched it impatiently, then let go and scratched his itchy nose.

He glanced sideways, his gaze sweeping past Kris Wu's enthusiastic face and across the group of... colorful, oddly dressed "rappers" behind him like a searchlight.

Principal Wang's eyes clearly conveyed the message: What the hell?

His disdainful gaze, imbued with the oppressive aura of a top-tier playboy, seemed tangible, sweeping over the rappers' flamboyant attire, feigned disdain, and barely maintained indifferent expressions.

The air fell silent for a moment.

These rappers are fearless in the recording studio and "keep real" in front of their fans.
Looking at his "big brother" Chris Wu, who was bowing and scraping and smiling broadly next to Principal Wang...

In an instant,
Forget about being aloof, being genuine, or disdainful of fame and fortune.

"Hello, Brother Sicong! Brother Sicong!"

"Brother Si Cong, I'm your fan! Really! You're my idol!"

"Hello, Principal! I've long admired your name!"

His waist bends faster than anyone else's.

Their voices were all increasingly obsequious.

The smiles on their faces were all brighter and more sincere than the last.

The arrogant attitude that had just been "ignoring the fans' screams" is now like a punctured balloon, leaving only a crumpled shell.

Principal Wang gave a snort, which was his way of acknowledging their greetings.

He didn't even bother to glance at them a second time, his gaze bypassing the group of fawning "lackeys" and landing directly on Chris Wu's still-smiling face, where he spoke without any politeness:
"You think this group of people can beat Gu Qing?"

Upon hearing the name "Gu Qing," Chris Wu's smile instantly gained a genuine hint of excitement and anticipation.

He glanced around to make sure no one else was nearby, then approached Principal Wang, lowered his voice, and spoke with barely suppressed smugness:
"It's a guaranteed win, Brother Cong! Would I lie to you, brother?"

He gestured behind him with his chin, "These past few days, I've specially hired a professional player to give them special training!"

They practice until 3 or 4 AM every day! Their skill level... even the worst is at least gold!

"Yeah, yeah, Si Cong-ge!"

Magneto quickly seized the opportunity to show off, chiming in, "We've practiced so many tactics! Beating them will be a piece of cake!"

"What are you pretending for, Gu Qing? How dare you challenge Brother Fan? We have to beat him to a pulp tonight!"

"I heard he's playing bot lane with a woman, and she's a total troll who's never even played the game! We can easily crush her in bot lane!"

"Then we'll let the viewers in the live stream see who the real top influencer is!"

Several rappers behind him seized the opportunity and rushed to frantically flatter and praise him.

"I'll torture your arm! Did I ask you guys?!"

Principal Wang turned around abruptly, his face dark, and unleashed a furious curse at the group of people scrambling to get ahead.

"Uh……"

All sound abruptly ceased. The rappers' necks felt like they were being gripped simultaneously, their smiles frozen into awkward plaster casts.

One by one, they trembled with fear, falling silent and not daring to breathe.

Principal Wang was already annoyed by the group's noisy interruptions, and upon hearing this—that even the worst "has a golden level"—he was even more exasperated.
That's it?

A bunch of amateur players with gold-level skills dare to shamelessly say they're going to "torture" Gu Qing?
If you can easily torment Gu Qing, then what am I?
He, Principal Wang, is a loyal League of Legends player who has been playing at the Diamond rank for many years and is considered a well-known expert in the community.

If Gu Qing can be easily defeated by these gold-level players, then what is he? Plastic?

A surge of offended anger rushed to the top of my head.

"Damn it, you think you can bark like a dog just because you're with a bunch of stinking gold?"

He turned his head and unleashed a barrage of attacks on Chris Wu, "Have you never even played this game before?!"

After berating Kris Wu, he seemed still not satisfied, so he turned to the group of trembling rappers and unleashed his fully-developed, sharp-tongued verbal skills:
"What level is Gu Qing? A transcendent master! Go look in the entire entertainment industry, how many people can reach this level?"

"Even if he brought a dog, let alone a woman, it would be better than this bunch of useless trash you found!"

"Dog"? "Useless"? "Worse than a dog"?
These words,

The words, scalding with humiliation, spewed from Principal Wang's harsh mouth and landed squarely on the faces of these rappers.

Magneto's smile froze completely.

His face, starting from his ears, quickly turned a deep liver color. The rappers behind him either sneered and ignored him, or choked on their breath, almost unable to catch their breath.

Fuck your grandpa!
Countless profanities rolled and roared in their throats, almost bursting through their teeth.

If your name weren't Wang Sicong, I'd call my brothers to ambush you tonight!

So what if she has a good dad? What's she so smug about?!

But unfortunately... she has a good father.

And that father was exceptionally good.

Whether you like it or not, you have to swallow it.

then,

The angry curses that were already on the tip of their tongues were chewed up and swallowed back down with blood.

He had to force a smile that looked worse than a grimace. Magneto chuckled dryly, trying to make his voice sound light, "Brother Si Cong, is it really that exaggerated? If we pick Ezreal and Tahm Kench for bot lane, and just farm steadily and don't feed, he can't do anything to us, right?"

As one of the most popular rap artists today, he is aware of his status and dares to offer a rebuttal.

"That's even more exaggerated than your numbness!"

Upon hearing this, Principal Wang glared at the man who dared to talk back, and immediately launched into a string of insults, "With your amateurish level of skill, you think you can stay calm? If you can stay calm, I'll eat your screen right here and now!"

Magneto remained silent.

He lowered his eyelids, concealing the fleeting gloom and resentment in his eyes, a feeling of humiliation and resentment.

Good, good, good.

He thought to himself, each word distinct. "I'll see if you'll actually eat this screen then."

"Hey, Cong-ge, why are you arguing with them?"

Seeing his underlings being scolded so badly they couldn't even lift their heads, Chris Wu also felt a little embarrassed.

He quickly put his arm around Principal Wang's shoulder, using an intimate gesture to ease the atmosphere, "It's not like I've never played League of Legends before. I'm at least a Platinum player, so I know my limits."

He paused, a disdainful smile on his face, and continued to analyze the battle: "So what if their bottom lane gets crushed? The game isn't just about the bottom lane."

"Which of our positions—top laner, mid laner, or jungler—isn't better than Gu Qing's teammates?"

He counted on his fingers, as if reciting a familiar story, "Top laner Li Jiahang—an actor, can he even last hit? Jungler Chen Chichi—a variety show personality, probably doesn't even know when jungle monsters respawn, right?"

The guy I'm facing in the mid lane is Wang Junkai—that little brat who sang "Manual of Youth"?

He scoffed, his tone utterly contemptuous: "Can he even walk? I could probably torture him to death with one hand!"

"No matter how strong Gu Qing is, can he carry five people in this game?"

Chris Wu spread his hands, looking relaxed. "Brother Cong, look at his teammates! A bunch of filler guys!"

That makes sense...

Principal Wang paused for a moment, his brows furrowing slightly, and his previously confident expression began to waver.

All he knew was that Gu Qingqiang was a master of extraordinary skill, possessing genuine strength.

But what about his teammates?

League of Legends has invited celebrities to play in matches before.

However, these people are not even at level 30. The only strong one, Zhou Tianwang, is only at the Silver level.

Kris Wu genuinely believes he could win easily even with his eyes closed.

"It's possible that Gu Qing will end up fighting 1v9 in the end."

Now,
Principal Wang also began to hesitate.

All he knew was that Gu Qing was strong.

As for the rest of the people
He had no idea what level people like Chen Chichi and Li Jiahang were at, since they weren't in his circle. Who would pay attention to them anyway?

It's possible that, as Chris Wu said, these people aren't even at level 30.

Gu Qingzhen might not be able to take on nine opponents at once.

"Haha! Brother Cong, see, I wasn't wrong, was I?" Chris Wu, observing the situation, saw that Principal Wang's expression had softened, and immediately became smug, laughing even more heartily.

He couldn't wait for the match to start so he could see Gu Qing getting beaten up on stage and completely losing control of her facial expressions.

Just imagining that scene was enough to make him happy for a whole week.

……

It was exactly 7 p.m.

The 6th anniversary celebration has officially begun.
Wukesong Stadium.

All 18,000 seats were occupied.

The lights in the venue gradually dimmed, leaving only the huge LED screen on the stage and the laser spotlights surrounding it, rendering the entire space into a futuristic blue ocean.

In the audience,

Various support signs were scattered like stars; blue ones were for Gu Qing, red ones were for Chris Wu, and large areas of support colors belonged to the three teams that went on the expedition.

Good evening, dear Summoners!

Today's substitute host is Pete Joo 'Joo Jung'.
He stood on the stage at Wukesong and introduced the three teams that would represent LPL in the S7 World Championship.

The live streaming rooms on each platform were flooded with tens of thousands of viewers and fans.

"Aaaaaah!! EDG!! RNG!! WE!!"

"Go! Go! Go!! We must break into the top eight this year and keep the championship at the Bird's Nest!!"

The rapidly scrolling bullet comments conveyed the messages and hopes of esports fans.

After the three teams finished their introductions,

The first round of the livestreamer competition has officially begun.

"55K is awesome! 55K is awesome! 55K is awesome!!"

"Tomato booger, tomato and scrambled eggs, tomato...!!"

"My Gian and Suneo have finally made their appearance!!"

With the appearance of two top streamers in the league, Wu Wukai and PDD, along with their respective streamer members.

The audience at the scene and the live stream chat were going wild, with all sorts of famous memes from the industry flooding the screen, and the momentum was no less than that of fan support.

Back in 17, these two top streamers were already approaching the level of top-tier celebrities in terms of popularity and influence among young viewers.

even,

Riding the wave of the live streaming industry's peak popularity, he earned more than some top-tier celebrities!

Unlike Chinese entertainment fans who enjoy backstabbing and belittling others,
The fans in the esports community are much more united.

Under the premise of a united front against external forces,
They were able to beat the top celebrities in the entertainment industry in voting, and even managed to get their own e-sports player to the top of the Weibo Night list, with a significant lead.

The most popular live streamers in the industry right now

It has a huge appeal and influence among young audiences!

otherwise,

Principal Wang wouldn't spend hundreds of millions in signing fees to bring PDD to his own live streaming platform and keep him by his side at all times.

A blink of an eye,

After the heroes were selected, the match began.

This livestream exhibition match was quite entertaining.

You send me the ball, I play around with you, and the game ends in just 30 minutes.

It's not just the audience who want to see the next battle between the top stars.

These streamers also want to have some fun!
at last,

Under the expectant gaze of everyone,
"Next up, please welcome Gu Qing's [ERW Must Win] team to face Chris Wu's [Cool Show] team!"

Upon seeing the team name of Gu Qing's team, even the co-hosts introducing the participating teams couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Focus the light.

The fans, who occupied half of the audience seats, let out deafening screams.

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...(End of this chapter)