The resounding cheers that erupted from the court brought a group of journalists, who were still having breakfast, to a stunned halt.
They had basically gotten up at six in the morning, rushed to the company, then to Tsinghua, and along the way, one could say they were starving.
Seizing the chance before the match started, they also wanted to fill their stomachs.
But what the hell was happening now?
Those cheers were simply earth-shattering.
"Wasn't it supposed to start at nine o'clock? How long has it been?" one journalist said, looking completely bamboozled.
However, the next moment, he immediately put down his tableware and ran off with his camera in tow.
Damn it, something big must have happened.
At the same time, the other journalists were doing the same.
Racing over, once they arrived at the court, their eyes were as big as saucers.
Holy shit, has it started?
Damn it, how could Li Liang not give me a heads-up?
