novelraw Chapter 978: Ji Qingwei's Mental Collapse (1)
Chapter 978: Ji Qingwei's Mental Collapse (1)
chapter 978: ji qingwei’s mental collapse (1)
the opl finals spectacle was comparable to the opening ceremony of an international sports event.
of course, just like the olympics, not everyone cared about it, as no event could please everyone.
the girl had casually asked the question and then found a clip online of si fuqing logging into her account, handing it over to ji qingwei to watch.
excitedly, she repeated, “nine is my goddess, just one person!”
ji qingwei’s face turned ashen, almost unable to believe what she was hearing. her lips trembled violently, “w-what?”
si fuqing was nine the god?
how was that possible?!
although she didn’t play oracle, she knew nine the god was a founding player of the game.
last year was oracle’s ninth anniversary, and this year marked the tenth.
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could it be that si fuqing had top-tier esports skills before she was ten years old?
that was completely impossible!
what had gone wrong in all this?
ji qingwei’s hands trembled violently, unable to maintain her composure.
“hey, what’s with that look?” the girl frowned. “you don’t seem very happy.”
ji qingwei panicked for a moment and quickly masked her emotions, “i’m not...”
learning that si fuqing won the opl championship and that the entire great xia empire was celebrating, ji qingwei was on the brink of collapse.
now, everyone knew si fuqing was nine the god, with fans numbering in the billions, an unimaginable scale.
more importantly, nine the god meant so much to oracle.
ji qingwei knew that both the ji and yu families had tried to connect with ji yun through opl but had failed.
yet si fuqing had effortlessly obtained what the prominent families of sijiu city desired.
it was inevitable that the yu family would soon try to win over si fuqing.
how did this happen?
ji qingwei’s mind buzzed, feeling for the first time that she was about to be abandoned.
she stumbled back to the table, where mrs. ji, who had been anxiously looking for her, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“qingwei, don’t wander off,” mrs. ji chided gently, “there are too many people here, and it’s a mixed crowd. what if something happens?”
ji qingwei lowered her head, her smile faint, “i understand, mom.”
she clutched her phone, fingers trembling for a while before dialing a number.
the other end rang for a long time before it was picked up, “hello, qingwei, what’s wrong?”
ji qingwei forced a smile, her voice faltering, “congratulations, brother yao, for finding your idol.”
hearing this, yu yao realized ji qingwei had watched si fuqing’s livestream. he paused, then asked urgently, “qingwei, are you okay?”
“i-i’m fine...” ji qingwei replied, feeling a metallic taste rise in her throat, “i’m going to eat now.”