Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 722: Chapter 711 Won!

Qiao Jing gave a faint "Hmm" and then withdrew her gaze.

But she suddenly noticed not only Lin Yun was staring at her, but there was another gaze, strikingly different from Lin Yun’s.

Qiao Jing knitted her brows and looked up towards the owner of that gaze, accurately meeting Qiao Mengtong’s eyes.

Even though the other was wearing sunglasses, she could feel that Qiao Mengtong was staring at her.

Qiao Jing slightly narrowed her phoenix eyes, and her gaze gradually became icy.

Feeling Qiao Jing’s stare, Qiao Mengtong inexplicably felt a bit guilty and subconsciously lowered her head.

She was obviously wearing sunglasses, and Qiao Jing shouldn’t be able to see her eyes, so why did it seem like the other’s gaze had pierced right through her sunglasses and met her eyes?

No matter what, she was definitely going to find an opportunity to retaliate against Qiao Jing today!

When Qiao Jing saw Qiao Mengtong lower her head, she withdrew her gaze and returned her attention to the screen.

The second match began.

Zeng Xiangyang was gripping the standing card in his hand nervously, no longer shouting slogans, but instead watching the screen intently.

"Just don’t tie... As long as we don’t tie, we’ll mostly win!"

Seeing Zeng Xiangyang’s nervous appearance, Qiao Jing said to comfort him,

"Don’t be so nervous, only their jungler is a bit difficult to deal with."

As time slowly passed, Lin Yun still managed to gain some advantage in the early game, but because of a teammate’s mistake in the late game, they were left with just Lin Yun, low on health, retreating to base, while the rest were wiped out.

The opponents seized this opportunity to push into Lin Yun’s high ground, plunging the situation into jeopardy.

Zeng Xiangyang clenched his teeth, fixating his gaze on the character controlled by Lin Yun.

Unfortunately, in the end, they still lost the match, and the score came to 1:1.

At this sight, Qiao Mengtong immediately stood up with the banner in her hand and began celebrating.

During the celebration, she occasionally glanced in the direction of Qiao Jing and snorted coldly.

She knew Luca would win! The one Qiao Jing liked surely wouldn’t win!

Qiao Jing couldn’t be bothered with Qiao Mengtong, and after seeing Lin Yun’s expression clearly through the big screen, she noticed he was frowning deeply, sitting motionless in his chair.

She helplessly tugged at the corner of her mouth and sent him a message on her phone.

"Good luck."

Knowing Lin Yun as she did, she knew he must be in a foul mood right now, and it wouldn’t be good if it affected the following matches.

Zeng Xiangyang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand.

"It’s over, we’ve actually been tied..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than both teams’ players rose and headed to the rest area.

It wasn’t long before Qiao Jing received a reply from Lin Yun.

"I know, no need to tell me, the championship is definitely mine."

After seeing that Lin Yun was as determined as ever, Qiao Jing was finally able to relax, knowing his condition was not too bad,

Soon, the third game commenced.

This was the deciding match of the final round!

Zeng Xiangyang was so nervous now that he forgot to breathe, only remembering when he was gasping for air and suddenly snapped back to reality.

He quickly took several deep breaths.

"Master ... Master! What do we do now?"

Qiao Jing pursed her lips resignedly, then slowly said,

"I believe Lin Yun can win the championship."

Although Lin Yun often had a prickly nature, it was clear from the other party’s skills that they had spent a long time training to reach this level.

Moreover, from the strength of both sides, it was of course Lin Yun’s team that had the upper hand, and Lin Yun’s level was above everyone else’s. They had lost the second game because one of his teammates made a mistake.

Zeng Xiangyang nodded vigorously, then clenched his fists tightly.

The third game lasted over an hour, with both sides evenly matched. During the final team battle, it was his teammates collaborating with Lin Yun in a four-for-five exchange that allowed Lin Yun to achieve a pentakill.

The character controlled by Lin Yun was hanging on by the last sliver of health as he quickly hit the recall button. After regaining half of his health in the Fountain and marching out with the minion wave, he secured the victory for this match!

The moment the enemy’s Nexus exploded, the entire venue erupted into cheers.

Zeng Xiangyang stood up from his chair in an instant, waving his fansign frantically, tears streaming down his face.

"Master! We won!! We won!!"

A smile also appeared on Qiao Jing’s face.

After the match ended, the audience gradually left the venue, and the players returned to their respective team lounges.

Qiao Jing stood up, ready to take Zeng Xiangyang home.

Zeng Xiangyang was still so excited that he couldn’t stop crying.

"Mom, Master, Lin Yun bro has won the World Championship! Waaaa!!"

Qiao Jing looked at Zeng Xiangyang, who was crying his eyes out, and sighed helplessly, taking out a pack of tissues from her bag and handing them to him.

"Alright, wipe your tears."

Zeng Xiangyang took the tissues from Qiao Jing and wiped his face in a mess. A sly glint flashed in his eyes before he flashed a smile at her.

"Master... Can I talk to you about something?"

Seeing Zeng Xiangyang’s smile, Qiao Jing knew that the kid had a favor to ask.

She got straight to the point:

"Go ahead, what do you want me to help you with?"

If she wasn’t mistaken, Zeng Xiangyang wanted her to help him get Lin Yun’s autograph or something of the sort.

Zeng Xiangyang put on a serious face and coughed twice.

"Master, could you take me to get Lin Yun bro’s autograph? I’ve always liked him, and now that Lin Yun bro has won the World Championship, it’s going to be an autograph from the world champion!"

Qiao Jing rubbed her forehead in resignation and took out her phone to contact Lin Yun. noveldrama

"Let me ask him for you."

Just as she expected, Zeng Xiangyang wanted an autograph. But at this moment, Lin Yun might not have had the time, having just won the World Championship, he was likely busy celebrating.

Just as she picked up her phone to send a message, she saw "typing" showing up in her chat with Lin Yun.

A hint of curiosity rose in Qiao Jing’s eyes.

Was Lin Yun also about to send her a message at this time?

Soon enough, Lin Yun’s message arrived as she had anticipated.

"How about that? I told you I would win the championship, didn’t I? Now, I’ll do you a favor; bring that little rascal backstage for autographs or whatever he wants."

Upon reading the message, Qiao Jing arched an eyebrow lightly and glanced at Zeng Xiangyang beside her, his eyes flickering with stars and his face full of hope.

Qiao Jing quickly replied to Lin Yun’s message and then took Zeng Xiangyang to the backstage area.

Seeing this, Zeng Xiangyang cried out tearfully,

"Master, you’re really my hero! Having you in my life is so incredible! If it weren’t for you, I might not even have the chance to talk to Lin Yun bro."

Qiao Jing ignored Zeng Xiangyang’s flowery words and quickly walked the kid towards the backstage.

Meanwhile, another person was also heading to the backstage with Qiao Jing.