Especially when she saw that girl who had just been yelling "God An, God An" suddenly burst into tears, Zhou Chengchen's heart was yanked hard.
She instinctively looked at Zhou Qi and found that in his eyes there were also some emotions she half understood, as he just quietly watched the stage.
Zhou Chengchen pressed her lips together. Her brother really did still hope he could be the one standing on that stage.
Right then, a lot of cursing still drifted into Zhou Chengchen's ears—saying the mid laner was trash, that they all got screwed over by him, and so on.
Zhou Chengchen didn't really get those technical things, but she remembered that Zhou Qi seemed to play mid, right?
If you really counted it up, this was actually the best result An Rui and his team had gotten in years. An Rui hadn't been a starter the moment he joined the team; he'd lain low for a year too, so this was only his second year standing on the tournament stage.
