You’re Beautiful When You Smile

Chapter 183 (2)

It was quite ironic that ever since Tong Yao started playing professionally, she had gotten through a pay deduction, a suspension, and intimidation by blade and dead cockroaches, but in the end the only true nightmare for her was that skirmish with TAT.

The origin of that nightmare was sitting at this moment on the stage about 10 meters away-- --In the past few days, people had caught some clues from Tong Yaos interview and the trash talk. They had started to talk about her and Li Mintai being in a love-hate relationship or fated archenemies. Every time Tong Yao saw comments like that, she felt disgusted

...To hell with it! This wasnt some novel about bossy CEOs! Besides, no matter how good looking he was, Li Mintai was the downright villain in the story!

...He was the villain that she had to defeat!

A lot of thoughts went through Tong Yaos head but she remained expressionless-- --

Her mind wandered off.

She felt someone touch the headphones on her arm and looked up. The next second, the headphones were placed on her head. The noise from the audience and the commentary from the commentators disappeared instantly

Tong Yao was a little taken aback.

She turned to look at Lu Sicheng. He pointed at the headphones then put his own headphones on as well-- --The other teammates hadnt put on theirs yet. There were only the two of them on the chat channel. She heard his calm and low voice: Close your eyes, take a deep breath, relax Its alright even if you cant take him down, Ill carry you to victory.

His gentle voice was like a shot in the arm for Tong Yao which calmed her restless heart

Tong Yao followed his words and lean back in the chair and closed her eyes to take a deep breath-- --

When she opened her eyes again, the uncertainty and uneasiness in her eyes had dissipated, like magic.

The second round had entered the ban & pick phase. The two teams took turns to ban champions. The audience was watching with great anticipation after being reminded by commentators that this round wasnt just a match but a battle over the honor of a particular title

The audience was in commotion every time the ban wasnt Leblanc, no matter which team was doing the ban When TAT chose Zilean as their last ban, the audience went wild-- --

All six bans, none of them was Leblanc. Leblanc was free to be picked by both teams!

The audience was amazed by the outcome. They stretched their necks in anticipation of ZGDX, the blue side, to lock down Leblanc as their first pick

Not only was the audience excited, even the commentators almost jumped up from their seats!

Commentator D: [Smiling got Leblanc! Smiling got her Leblanc! This is the first time she hasnt been banned when Smiling was playing ever since the group matches!]

Commentator F: [Thei locks in Azir. To be honest, Azir isnt the best choice to go against Leblanc Uh, uh, uh, wait, wait! I seem to hear that the grudge between them begins with Leblanc and Azir]

Commentator D: [I never thought we'd see a match to settle a grudge in the semi-finals of a world competition]

Commentator F: [Too bad that the players are all wearing headphones now. Otherwise, I would like to ask them whether they made any bet that the losing side has to call the other side either daddy or mommy?]

The commentators were chatting quite excitedly. The pick phase ended quickly and smoothly. The big screens showed that the players had all entered the game Lu Sicheng turned to glance at Tong Yao: You really did make a bet with him? I thought it was just a joke.

Tong Yao raised her hands to make a gesture of do not enter like a traffic police, telling Lu Sicheng not to talk to her-- --

Lu Sicheng: Whats that for?

Tong Yao used her hands to fan herself: [Im nervous again. It feels like my heart will jump out of my mouth if I open my mouth.

Lu Sicheng: ......

Little Fatty: The mental state of our mid isnt all that strong-- --When you have time, you should learn from Lu Yue, hes as steady as a veteran. He acts like a turret even more than the actual turret. He just sits tight and resists all pressure, just waiting for his teammates to win the game for him. If theres no need for him to carry, he would never carry