"Although the HT team is strong, their weaknesses are also very obvious. For example, their newly recruited bot lane rookies lack match experience and tend to mess up in the mid to late game. In contrast, our PUD lineup is already very mature, and I have great confidence in them!"

After hyping up PUD, the camera director switched the shot to the live audience.

Commentator A: "This year's finals are being held right here in Shanghai, so we definitely have the home field advantage! You can see the venue is packed, and the fans are incredibly enthusiastic!"

The camera panned to the front row of the venue.

Commentator B: "That's right. Not only are the fans passionate, but there are also many familiar faces here today... The entire Zhanhu team, the whole MFG team, and even the Squid team..."

Every time a team was mentioned, the fans in the back rows would erupt in cheers and screams.

Ryan Cooper felt like his eardrums were about to burst from all the shouting.

He frowned, took off his hat, lowered his head to casually fix his hair, and rubbed his ears.

At that moment, the camera switched to another team.

The audience's volume instantly shot up several decibels—it was as if a superstar had just entered the arena.

Commentator C: "And—our Tank team has also arrived at the venue!!!"

Ryan Cooper was stunned for a few seconds before realizing which team they were talking about.

TTC's official meaning is "Take the crown."

But since this team won their first S Championship trophy as soon as they entered the LPL, their momentum was unstoppable, and fans jokingly called them the "Tank Training Center."

After that, TTC became known among fans as the "Tank team."

Ryan Cooper looked up at the big screen above the stage, wanting to see which members of the TTC team had shown up.

The camera first focused on TTC's bot lane duo. Pine was still wearing a mask, his eyes showing no emotion as he looked at the camera; Little Brian had taken off all his face coverings, smiled at the camera, and flashed a set of white teeth.

Next were David Parker and Mr. Harris, both of whom waved gracefully and wore gentle smiles.

Finally, there was a solo shot. As soon as the man appeared on the big screen, the screams nearly blew the roof off. Anyone who didn't know better would think PUD had already won the championship.

The LPL's most popular player, Road, was bundled up tightly, wearing both a hat and a mask, but still couldn't escape the director's sharp eye.

A few seconds later, seeing that the camera still hadn't moved away, Brian Carter helplessly pushed up the brim of his hat, revealing his eyes.

Then he nodded at the camera.

The commentators' microphones were already turned up loud, but they were still drowned out by the audience's cheers: "Our Mr. Carter is here too! Today's live event is truly a gathering of heroes! For everyone in the audience, your tickets are worth it!"

Normally, Ryan Cooper would have already left to buy earplugs.

But right now, he couldn't be bothered with any of that.

He stared blankly at Road on the big screen... and the audience member who accidentally appeared on the right side of the shot.

Blue hair, black shirt, holding a baseball cap, a dazed look on his face.

It was himself.

Suddenly, the director shifted the camera, and Ryan Cooper's entire face was caught on screen.

Ryan Cooper: "?"

Commentator A: "Sitting next to Mr. Carter is actually one of his fans. Look at the hat in this audience member's hand..."

Half of his soul returned to his body, and Ryan Cooper stiffly hid the hat inside his coat.

Commentator A: "Hahaha, don't worry, we've got security here. No one would dare try to snatch your hat."

Ryan Cooper: "..."

The other two commentators paused, then picked up the conversation a few seconds later.

"Uh, right," said Commentator B, "...Actually, I know this fan."

Commentator A: "Oh? How so?"

Commentator C: "He's also a streamer for our League of Legends game, and his streams... are very unique."

Commentator A, puzzled: "What kind of unique?"

"He's really good at, um," Commentator C struggled for a while before squeezing out, "...analyzing players."

Commentator A: "???"

The audience burst into laughter, and in the official livestream chat that they couldn't see, "666" and "hahaha" had already flooded the entire comment section.

The director quickly switched the camera back to the commentary desk, and the three commentators smoothly moved on to the next topic.

But the people offstage weren't nearly as calm.

Ryan Cooper was still frozen in the same position as when he hid his hat, his back stiff and unmoving.

He wasn't the type to look around, and after sitting down, he had just been focused on browsing Weibo, not paying any attention to who was sitting around him.

But now he knew.

About ten seconds later, Ryan Cooper slowly took the hat out from his coat and put it back on, his hair a complete mess from being squashed.

On the TTC side, there was also a brief silence.

Pine bumped Little Brian with his shoulder and said coolly, "What are you spacing out for? Time to settle the score."

Little Brian: "..."