King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

At 1 p.m., there was a knock on the door of the Wolves' locker room.

A girl in work clothes pushed the door open halfway, poked her head out, and said to Li Luo, "Mr. Li Luo, you can go do your makeup now."

Li Luo clapped her hands, signaling everyone to stand up. "Let's go, get some simple makeup done, so we can present our best selves to the audience when we get on the competition stage."

In the early days of professional esports, no one wore makeup. Everyone had greasy hair and looked very unkempt as they sat in front of their computers playing games.

This phenomenon led to a strong boycott of professional players, who already had a poor reputation, by the Chinese people. Even now, many people still believe that professional players are just a group of good-for-nothing internet addicts.

However, professional competitions have greatly boosted economic development, and the country did not want to give up. In the end, the investors decided to give the professional players a makeover before they went on stage.

A stylish and clean outfit can slightly improve the image of professional players in the eyes of the older generation.

Ye Lan followed the Wolf Team to the dressing room and sat down in front of the makeup mirror. A cute-looking girl slowly approached with an eyebrow pencil in her hand.

Ye Lan has great skin and well-proportioned features. Even without makeup, he's definitely a handsome guy.

The makeup artist was stunned. After all, in her mind, professional gamers were a group of people who stayed up all night playing games, and their skin should have large pores.

But the skin in front of her was so delicate and smooth, it felt like a boiled egg, and even she, a girl, was envious.

Ye Lan sat in the chair, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the makeup artist who kept pinching her cheeks, and couldn't help but wonder, what kind of new makeup technique is this?

In the end, I just did a simple eyebrow trim and a hairstyle, and that was it.

While the others were still applying their makeup, Ye Lan sat bored on the sofa and waited.

A WeChat message popped up on my phone.

Wife: "Could you come pick me up at the back door? The security guard won't let me in. Waaah~"

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Husband: "No problem, just stand there and wait for me."

At the back door of the e-sports stadium, Lin Xueyao saw the message on her phone and a sweet smile appeared on her lips.

He glanced back at the unapproachable security guard, then angrily threw a series of wild punches into the air.

The security guard's lips curled into a helpless smile after seeing Lin Xueyao's actions.

There was nothing he could do.

For such large-scale professional competitions, with thousands of spectators inside the venue, security measures are of paramount importance. No one should be allowed to enter through the back door without a guide.

What if this seemingly innocent and lovely girl is actually a psychopathic killer?

The thought of installing countless C4 bombs inside the stadium is unbearable.

Upon realizing this, the security guard's expression immediately hardened, and he stood even straighter.

If Ye Lan had the ability to read minds, she would definitely praise the other person for their rich imagination; it would be a pity if they didn't write novels.

Ye Lan arrived at the back door, showed the security guard her identity as a contestant, and then naturally took Lin Xueyao's hand and went inside.

In the dimly lit corridor, Lin Xueyao clung to Ye Lan's arm, afraid that they might separate if she wasn't careful.

Ye Lan felt her arm being pinched by the steamed bun, and moved it slightly, inwardly exclaiming, "So soft!"

As if he had thought of something, he reached into his right pocket with his left hand and finally pulled out a ticket to watch the Spring Split.

Professional players will give away a few internal tickets, which are very close to the front seats.

"This is a ticket for the first row, middle seat. It's a great spot, allowing you to get up close and appreciate your husband's handsomeness."

Ye Lan smiled and stuffed the ticket into Lin Xueyao's hand, completely unaware of the girl's blushing face.

Considering Lin Xueyao's poor sense of direction, Ye Lan was worried that she wouldn't be able to find her seat, so she led her to the front row of the audience area.

The front and back rows are separated by a warning line.

The main purpose is to protect the lives of professional athletes.

Behind the establishment of a rule often lies a painful past.

There was a professional match where a player played terribly, which led to a fanatical fan rushing up and beating him severely.

After this incident, professional stadiums installed barriers to separate the arena from the audience and prevent injuries to players.

Ye Lan and Lin Xueyao crouched down and quietly approached the front row.

On stage, Tianyun was delivering his pre-show lines with a professional smile, glancing down at the two men with their dogs looking furtive below, a hint of envy in his eyes.

The idiom "a perfect match" was now embodied in the two of them.

After escorting Lin Xueyao to her designated seat, Ye Lan gently patted the not-so-bright little head and said with a smile, "I'm going to meet up with my teammates. You sit here and I'll treat you to something delicious after the competition."

"Keep it up, you're the best."

Lin Xueyao looked serious, clenched her little fists and swung them forcefully in front of her chest, her puffed-up cheeks looking like a hamster stuffed with food.

Ye Lan was charmed by Lin Xueyao's expression, smiled and gently pinched her cheek before walking back into the backstage area.

Upon arriving at the dressing room, the Wolf Team members had already finished their makeup, and it was the turn of the Wuxi JXG team members to get their makeup done.

Upon seeing Ye Lan arrive, Li Luo said to the crowd, "Let's go, get ready to go on stage for the interview."

The pre-match interview segment is basically just the two teams exchanging harsh words. After all, professional esports is a war without gunpowder, and the more intense the tension, the more excited the audience and fans become.

"Don't rush, don't rush, let me give everyone a buff first." Ye Lan stopped everyone.

Just as they were wondering what was going on, Ye Lan took out several name tags from her pocket. The name tags had the logo of Xueyao Milk Tea Shop on them.

He handed out name tags to everyone, picked one up at random, and pinned it to his own chest.

Li Luo was completely dumbfounded by Ye Lan's actions. "Wow, you really don't miss any opportunity for publicity!"

"Hey, you all know how hard it is for ordinary people to start a business. We're all family, so let's not stand around like that. Don't just give me that idea."

Urged by Ye Lan, the Wolves reluctantly pinned on their name tags.

The dark blue name tag stood out prominently against the white team uniform, instantly overshadowing the black logo on the clothes.

Without a doubt, Xueyao Milk Tea Shop's logo will be the biggest winner among the many advertisers featured in the shot.

Li Luo could do nothing about Ye Lan's freeloading, since he needed Ye Lan's help.

Everyone pinned on their name tags, and Tianyun's clear, bell-like voice came from the front desk.

"The match between Chongqing Wolves and Wuxi JXG is about to begin. Before the match officially starts, we will interview the players from both teams. Let's give a warm round of applause to welcome Chongqing Wolves!"

As Tianyun's voice fell, thunderous applause erupted throughout the venue, sweeping in like a tsunami.

Her gaze inadvertently fell on the pretty girl in the front row.

The latter was clapping her little hands, her clear, spring-like eyes quietly staring at the entrance, her gaze as bright and captivating as a galaxy.