In the Rest Room, Carl explained more of the competition procedures to Xia You, including where to enter the field, what to do if he won, how to leave if he lost, and a whole series of related rules.
As she finished, Carl turned to look out the window and suddenly remarked, "To be honest, although every past Winner's Cup has been lively, you can tell the spectators are especially enthusiastic today. Not only are all the seats filled, but a large crowd who couldn't get tickets is still lingering outside the stadium, unwilling to leave. Honestly, in all my years in this line of work, I've never seen anything like it!"
"Really?" Xia You said with a smile. "That shows both the Winner's Cup and the Orange League are getting better and better, and becoming more popular!"
"No..." Carl shook her head and gave Xia You a long look. "Actually, attendance at each Winner's Cup has always been about the same, without much fluctuation. This is the only time we've seen anything like this. It seems we have you to thank for that, Mr. Xia You!"
"Me?" Xia You shrugged, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. "I haven't done anything. This is all just the result of your extensive publicity!"
Carl sighed softly, knowing that the excitement this time came down to the fame of the handsome man before her. But he did not dwell on the subject. Instead, he checked the time, then stepped out the door and said his goodbyes. "There's still over an hour before the match begins. We've already prepared food and drinking water, so please rest here for a while, Mr. Xia You. I won't disturb you any longer!"
Once Carl left, the Rest Room finally quieted down, leaving only Xia You and Sabrina.
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