CS: I became Top 1 by grinding my skill level

Chapter 81 Holding the Cup

"Accepting praise with equanimity is also one of the essential lessons for professional players."

Niko winked at Han Tian. He rarely acted so familiar with people, especially a Chinese kid from a remote country.

But perhaps it was because he found it pleasing to the eye, or perhaps it was as Niko himself said, from a player's perspective, that he admired Han Tian's marksmanship and determined character.

In any case, Niko is very friendly to these new generation of CS prodigies. For example, he previously posted an article to support Ropz, an Estonian boy who was involved in a "cheat scandal", and broky, an FPL prodigy who was recently recruited by him to FaZe.

Although it was only a few finals, Niko judged that if Han Tian could continue to play like this, he would definitely be a regular on the HLTVTOP list in the future.

"Thank you, Niko..."

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Standing on the dazzling podium, and meeting his favorite idol again, Han Tian was so nervous that he didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only manage a dry "thank you".

"Nothing to thank, boy. You should thank yourself and your teammates; you guys are the stars of the day..."

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"To be honest, I have to apologize to these damn organizers—of all times, they had to send me here to ruin things at this crucial moment!"

Just kidding," Niko chuckled, stroking his newly grown beard, and continued in a low voice, "Alright, alright, I won't let my sexy beard steal your spotlight. Now, the stage truly belongs to you—enjoy this moment!"

"I'll let you in on a little secret: we'll see each other again very soon!"

Niko glanced at the bewildered Han Tian, ​​gently patted his back, signaling him to join the team and lift their trophy together, while she quietly retreated.

According to the organizer's rules, Niko was supposed to stay on stage until the very last moment, but he knew that he had already finished his award presentation duties and that staying any longer would only steal the spotlight from the winning team.

He wasn't that kind of person. While the Orange team members were walking towards the trophy, temporarily attracting the attention of most of the audience, Niko quietly retreated to the stage aisle and made a quick getaway.

"Xiao Tian, ​​you stand in the middle and raise the glass with Zhang Zhen and Wan Li."

Du Sinian rubbed his nose, forcibly suppressing the sadness in his heart. Niko was right, this was a time to be happy and not let his teammates worry.

Following the captain's instructions, Han Tian and two other newly joined teammates, along with the three members of Orange Team, worked together to lift the small Jade Snake Trophy.

"We are the champions!!!"

As the team members chanted their slogans, the championship trophy, about the size of a giant Coca-Cola bucket, with three jade snakes intertwined, was raised high.

"[You have successfully won the championship trophy. We are processing your tournament settlement.]"

"[C-level tournament finals basic proficiency: 2000 points]"

"[Your total rating in this event is 1.71, final proficiency score x1.71]"

"[You have been awarded MVP in this tournament, final proficiency score x2]"

"[Your team has won this tournament. Final proficiency score x2.5]"

"[Final Match Results: 17100 Proficiency Points Received]"

"Ding Ding" 6

System notifications kept ringing in Han Tian's mind.

"Over seventeen thousand??"

Han Tian was so shocked by the number that his hand trembled, and the trophy almost slipped off his arm. Fortunately, Zhou Wanli next to him used his strong and thick arm to firmly grasp the base of the trophy.

"Look how excited Han Tian is, hahaha!! His hands are shaking!!"

Ike poked Han Tian's arm with a mischievous grin, though he was also very excited and his voice trembled slightly.

However, Han Tian rarely made a fool of himself, which gave Ike something to laugh at.

Han Tian laughed and then handed the trophy to the captain and Ekko. It was their turn to lift the trophy. Orange Team's first trophy was hard-won, and everyone had put in a lot of effort.

He went to a corner to digest the large number of proficiency points and see how to use them.

"We are the champions!!"

In a five-story office building on the outskirts of Mara, the capital of Luzon.

A middle-aged man with slicked-back hair sat quietly on the sofa, his gaze calmly fixed on the tablet computer on the pear wood tea table—the screen showing the moment when Han Tian stood in the middle holding the cup after Orange won the championship.

The man gently stroked the sandalwood cane beside him, then suddenly turned to look at the man with black-rimmed glasses next to him and slowly spoke.

"Huang Jun, do you think... the emergence of ZywOo is a good thing or a bad thing for the competitive scene in Europe?"

As the deputy general manager of Juxingde Betting Branch, Huang Jun had naturally also investigated the changes that had occurred in the European betting industry after the emergence of top players like S1mple and ZywOo, who were considered one dominant force and many strong contenders.

"The emergence of such a super player, in the short term... is indeed a challenge for us bookmakers."

"Their explosive power, far surpassing that of other players, has a tremendous impact on the game. If the odds are set too high..."

Huang Jun shrugged slightly. Seeing that his brother Huang Mingyuan on the sofa still looked the same, he felt a little relieved and continued talking.

"It's true that it's easy for us bookmakers to suffer huge losses. If the odds are too low, it's putting the cart before the horse, and we won't make any money at all, but..."

"I believe that in the long run, the buzz and traffic generated by these top athletes can actually attract many new clients, thereby bringing higher revenue to our European competitive sports industry peers."

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Hearing his younger brother Huang Jun speaking haltingly, Huang Mingyuan on the sofa frowned slightly, knowing that he was about to be transferred to Singapore to take over his second uncle's job.

He had originally planned to hand over the management of the Malaya branch, which was in charge of Asian CS betting business, to his younger brother Huang Jun, so that he could take over as general manager.

Looking at his younger brother Huang Jun's timid and hesitant manner, he seemed to glance at him four or five times before speaking, showing no manly spirit or confidence whatsoever.

How could Huang Mingyuan feel at ease entrusting the Mala branch, which had a considerable revenue, to him?

"Thump"

Huang Mingyuan picked up his cane and slammed it on the ground. Using the cane for support, he tried to stand up from the sofa, his body trembling.

Seeing this, Huang Jun didn't bother to continue his long speech. He quickly stepped in front of his brother, gently took Huang Mingyuan's arm, and helped him up.

He knew that his brother had been shot in the calf in a Luzon slum a few years ago, and ever since then, the future successor of the Huang family, the Asian betting giant, had been... ill and had to use a cane wherever he went.

"Jun, if China produces someone like Zyw0o... what do you think of our... "

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Seeing that Huang Jun didn't continue speaking and hurriedly came over to help him up, Huang Mingyuan sighed slightly, his words softening, and he started speaking by Huang Jun's nickname.

"It would be a catastrophe for us..."

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Although he was carefully holding his brother's arm, Huang Jun interrupted him decisively before he could finish speaking.