I can see the finals

Chapter 140 A Special Fan

Six God?

Hearing these two words, Ding Wen looked back, and the man who spoke was the middle-aged wretched man who yelled 'PGL No. [-] Old Six' at the end of the fourth round.

That meeting was so far away that Ding Wen couldn't see clearly, and as the meeting ended, he realized that he was younger than he imagined.

A wretched temperament can make people age and look older.

This is the case with the man behind him.

His age is about 24, but at first glance, he looks like an uncle in his thirties.

Seeing him approaching, Ding Wen put on a half smile and said, "Brother, what did you call me just now?"

"God of the sixth child!"

He was very excited and excited, as if seeing an idol: "You played so well today! It's even more perfect than I imagined!"

Than you... imagined?
Ding Wen was stunned, and then asked cautiously: "We know each other?"

Man: "I don't know, I heard it from others."

Ding Wen: "The other... who is it?"

The man chuckled, his two small eyes narrowed, and his smile became even more obscene: "I won't tell you."

"Okay." Ding Wen lost his patience: "Thank you brother for your support and 'praise', we are a little tired, let's take a step first."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but unexpectedly, the man stopped him again.

"and many more."

"Huh?" Ding Wen looked back at him.

The man finally put on a serious look: "Actually, I'm not Qiqi's fan."

"Ah?" As soon as these words came out, not only Ding Wen, but also Xiao Chong and others who passed by looked at him.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the man coughed and said, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Li Zhenpi."

Ding Wen: "..."

Passing by: "..."

Fang Luoqing: "Good name."

Ding Wen passed Qiqi and looked at her.

Well, no matter how it sounds, this name sounds like it was made up on the spur of the moment.

Fang Luoqing: "Isn't it? It's simple and easy to remember."

Li Zhenpi has been paying attention to their reactions. Seeing that they don't believe it, he said again: "Of course, you may not have heard of this name. It's normal, and I can understand it. But you must have heard of my game ID."

Game ID?

This wretched, small-eyed man in front of him was actually a professional player before?

Or... a very famous passer-by king?

Ding Wen and the others immediately became interested: "What ID?"

Li Zhenpi spat out three words lightly: "Grandpa Wolf."

Passing through his eyes flickered, and he said word by word: "Wolf, grandpa?"

Li Zhenpi looked proud: "That's right, I'm here."

"I haven't heard of it, Lao Ding, let's go, Guan Xing and the others are still waiting for us."

Li Zhenpi panicked immediately: "Hey, don't go!"

Passing by: "What else do you want to do?"

Li Zhenpi hesitated, and his voice was very strange and somewhat lost: "You... have never heard of this ID?"

Passing by: "Brother, I'm sorry, we really—"

At this time, Ding Wen suddenly said: "Big Red Riding Hood, Grandpa Wolf."

Li Zhenpi was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed: "You know me?"

Ding Wen: "You were the captain of PGK Hushitusai many years ago, right?"

Li Zhenpi was very happy that he could remember it: "Haha, yes, it really is the God of Lao Liu, I knew you would definitely remember it!" After Ding Wen said this, passing by also had a little impression: "The rabbit dies and the fox is sad... Isn't it the team that was scolded until it disbanded?"

"Eh..." When the old things were brought up, Li Zhenpi rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "Don't mention this kind of thing, it's been a long time, I can only say that we were too young at that time, our skins were too thin, and we couldn't bear it in our hearts." no."

Ding Wen nodded, expressing his understanding: "So you stopped us today, what's the matter?"

Passing by followed, "That's right, haven't you retired, are you still paying attention to the league now?"

"Well, what should I say..." Li Zhenpi thought for a while, and said, "It's like this. Before the game, a friend of mine kept telling me that Qi Qi had a newcomer, and that he played traps very well. , The style is very similar to mine, there is no other meaning, I just came here today to see if this person... is what he said."

At that time, Hushitubei was able to gain a foothold in PGK, relying on traps, and he was an expert in traps on all staff, known for his insidiousness and sneak attacks.

Because of their wretched and despicable style and tactical play, they are extremely contemptible, so they are also called the lower third-rate team, and some are called the lower-third-rate team, anyway, the meaning is the same.

As I said before, this team will never fight head-on with other teams. If it can be shady, it will be shady. outcrop.Otherwise, they will always hide, unshakable, and no one will be able to find them.

At that time, it was also because they were too despicable, which not only disgusted the players, but also angered countless spectators, who directly scolded the team until it was disbanded.

Don't underestimate the speech from the Internet, especially in today's era of advanced technology.

But to be honest, Fox Dead Rabbit Sad is actually quite wronged. Their actions were all within the rules of the game, and they didn't touch any forbidden line, which was all reasonable.

They're disgusting partly because they're mean, but meanness isn't the main factor.

The real reason is...they played too badly.

For example, today's Qiqi, they have a similar style to this team, but what they get is applause, not scolding.

As long as you kill enough people, the perspective effect is exciting enough, and the competition results are good enough, it doesn't matter if it's a bit dark, and the audience will enjoy watching it.

This is where the fox dies and the rabbit suffers. Their disgusting opponents can't kill a few people for a long time, and their overall scores are not high. They are disgusting just for the sake of disgusting, which will bring a very poor viewing experience to the audience. Spraying is also a reasonable thing.

If they could do what Qiqi did today, even half of it, they wouldn't have been scolded so badly that they had no choice but to disband.

........................

Back to the topic, Li Zhenpi's rhetoric is also logical. He really came to the game with the mentality of watching his peers.

After all, there are really too few people who play trap experts.

It's hard to find one, and it's still the one that plays well. How could Li Zhenpi let this opportunity go and get to know him.

"So it's senior." Passing by poked Ding Wen's shoulder with his hand: "Isn't he here to share with you his experience in using traps?"

Li Zhenpi's eyes lit up: "Is it possible?"

Ding Wen shook his head slowly, as if he had no interest: "I probably don't have much time. I'm either playing games or watching games these days. There are too many things to do, I'm afraid—"

"You guys haven't left yet." At this time, the five Xiaying members just passed by them, and the Five Poison Knife was very familiar with passing by, so they subconsciously asked curiously.

Passing by wanted to talk to them, but it might be because of poor grades, except for Wudu Dao, the faces of the others were not very good, so he didn't feel like joking: "Let's go now."

"Then let's go back first." Wudu Dao waved his hand and left the venue with Jiuyang and the others.

Looking at the time, Ding Wen was afraid that Guan Xing, Wang Changchun and the others were waiting too impatiently, then smiled embarrassedly at Li Zhenpi, then turned around, ready to leave here.

Li Zhenpi didn't speak any more, and silently watched their gradually disappearing figures, a playful smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"We will meet again...Ding Wen!"

(End of this chapter)