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Chapter 204 Eight-figure Annual Salary!King Ning... out!

In the early morning of November, the magic capital is still a little cold at night.

Song Qian blinked, raised her hand and patted Meng Man's chest lightly:

"Since you said that you asked Little Crystal to dress like this, then my sister believed it.

But why don't you ask your sister to wear it too?

uh-huh? "

Meng Meng was speechless when asked, and it was true that Chunchun had just stepped out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's mouth.

At this time, Little Crystal suddenly gave him a wink.

Meng Meng understood this, and took advantage of the moment Song Qian raised her hand to eat the jujube and suddenly said, "Hey! Crystal, what are you doing in your coat?"

"Hmm~" Song Qian turned her head to look at her sister beside her in doubt.

Before he figured out what happened, the coat on Crystal's hand was covered.

Song Qian's eyes instantly went dark.

"Hurry up, hold her hand."

Meng Mo's face was filled with reluctance, but his hand unconsciously held down the beauty's arm:
"enmmmm, this is not good, I haven't showered yet."

Seeing that her teammates had subdued the "gangster", Little Crystal took the coat away:
"It's okay, that's how she held my arm last time.

Come on, follow the process, follow the process. "

Song Qian stared, but did not resist, "Little brother, do you know how many years you have been sentenced for violating a woman's will?
You two are now using violence, coercion or other means as standard! "

"Ah this..."

Hearing this, Meng Mo hesitated a little.

He hesitated. Oh Soo-jin didn't care what the subdued Song Qian said.

She only knew that she refused to come when she was dizzy last time, but the little boyfriend didn't stop at all!

Don't worry about scarcity but inequality, why should we treat them differently?

Oh Soo-jin gave a light "cut", hugged Meng Mo's neck and pressed down.

Relying on the excuse of someone to help, Meng Man fell down along the direction of the force.

enmmm~ The angle is very good, just "aligned" with the bulging white dumpling.

Song Qian's face turned red, and she said angrily under embarrassment:
"Zheng Xiujing, wait for me...don't...the skirt is wrinkled..."

Seeing that she had eaten it, Little Crystal hesitated for a while, and then slowly pulled over the suitcase beside her.

The suitcase has a password, but it is wrong after entering it several times, "Ah Yigu, the password I set is 2200.

Why can't it be opened?I remember wrong? "

Before she could figure out why her suitcase couldn't be opened, the movement suddenly disappeared.

She subconsciously turned her head to look, and a familiar black pattern of the same style appeared in front of her eyes.

Zheng Xiujing pursed her lips, her face flushed slightly, and she muttered sourly: "It's amazing how long your legs are."

Song Qian shrugged her nose, trying to remain calm, "Maybe you compete maliciously, so you won't allow me to keep secret?"

Meng Mo's face was weird, Song Qian was wearing a suit under the dazzling lights, her face was a little unnatural.

There was a little blush on the white and greasy skin, and she bit her thin lips lightly, looking like a tempting peach.

How can this be resisted?

As the process progressed, Song Qian finally showed a bit of panic in her eyes, and she frequently turned her head to indicate that the crystal was still in the room, trying to divert trouble.

It's not that Zheng Xiujing doesn't have long eyes, how can she not understand what Song Qian'an is thinking, but she is not panicked.

Unlike last time, she was the one watching and helping out, "Mama Song brought high heels, black ones with red soles..."

"Zheng Xiujing, you!"

The smile on the corner of Meng Mo's mouth grew even bigger, and he made a boo gesture.

At this time, Song Qian's eyes were full of embarrassment, and her voice was full of compromise: "I'm really angry if you do this again...I don't wear high heels...I can...be on..."

Although it wasn't long before Meng Man and Song Qian confirmed their relationship.

But I have had a lot of contact during this period of time, and I know Song Qian well. The black hollows are all here, and a pair of high heels is missing?

……

On the other side of the city, Baolan looked at the empty bed on the other side in a daze, and murmured, "Young man doesn't know...he's always crying for nothing."

"Buzz~" The sudden vibration of the phone interrupted Baolan's thoughts.

Baolan answered the phone: "Hello, King Ning, what's the matter?

What?Song Yijin wants a treat?Going to BBQ?
No, I'm a little tired.

What?Wash your feet after eating?

Walk! "

After a while, the remaining IG players embarked on the road to celebrate.

Accompanying Lao Song well, after drinking and eating, King Ning quietly winked at Baolan, and said to Puff:

"Baolan and I are looking for a friend, you should take a taxi back first."

Baolan echoed: "Yes, you go back first, King Ning and I will go back in a while."

Nanfeng supported the rickety the shy, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Laughing to death, it's already 12:[-], my friend is a ghost.

I can't help complaining in my heart, if it wasn't for my brother who spent all the money in his card to make a set meal last time, I would have to go and see if your friend's technique is good.

At this time Rookie was also dizzy, pulled the puff and asked:

"Where is the car? Where is the car? We are the champions!"

Puff is an honest person, there is a daughter-in-law waiting at home, so naturally he will not join forces with King Ning, said:
"The car is on the side of the road, go, I'll take you to a taxi..."

Ten minutes later, Baolan and King Ning arrived at their destination for tonight.

Separated, one went to the corridor at the east end and the room at the west end. It has been an hour since each of them finished the set meal.

Don't ask, if you ask, it's expensive to cover the night, and you can spend the night in the lobby for free.

After calling out two little brothers to press his feet for half an hour, King Ning spoke:

"Lanlan, do you think that if IG does not have me, next season will..."

Baolan picked up the Red Bull on the side, wanted to drink, but put it down again, "I don't know, have you decided?"

Ning Wang slumped on the massage chair, "I want to bring my talent to..."

"How much is the annual salary?" Baolan interrupted Ning Wang's high-profile, down to the core.

King Ning didn't hide it either, "Eight digits, the details are still being discussed."

Baolan was silent, he knew that the champion was worth money, but he didn't know it was worth so much money!
Especially the support position he plays is different from other positions.

It's not that there are expensive assistants, but only a very few can get them, and most of the rest can't reach the number that King Ning said.

"I don't think IG is bad, the atmosphere in our team is pretty good now.

I also really like Meng Meng, this stinky boy...I thought about winning three consecutive championships, and then giving it to Rookie...you know..."

"Go."

"What?" King Ning was still immersed in good memories, and the word Baolan interrupted him directly.

"I said." Baolan paused every word: "Go, let's go outside and have a look."

King Ning was silent for a while, and Baolan continued: "I'll see you at the World Championships then."

"World Championship~"

"Yes, the World Championship."

……

IG stayed in the hotel, and Nanfeng and Puff had already arranged two big wine mengzi in their home.

The two returned to the double room arranged by the team.

After closing the door and locking it, Puff and Nanfeng were silent for a while, and then smiled at each other.

"Go out and try again?"

"Chuang, the championship substitutes of the champion team are also very valuable."

"Are you still together?"

"Of course, we are the Nanfu combination."

……

The next day, Meng Meng woke up in a daze, and as expected, the place was in a mess again.

His clothes were scattered all over the floor, and the bench fell to the ground.

If you look carefully, you can also find a pair of torn black silk.

Meng Mo suddenly felt as if there was something on his back.

Stretching out his hand to touch it, he actually pulled out a black blindfold...

"Tu(艹盘哉) I really can't tell who is who..." Meng Mo smiled wryly while clutching his forehead. Last night was probably the most difficult night he had ever experienced in his life.

If you don't recognize it, you have to be pinched. It's really hard to be human.

Don't tell me, this nima can't see anything, and it really has a special flavor.

After recalling the madness of last night, Meng Meng picked up his mobile phone and saw the text message "the plane landed safely" before finally remembering that he still had business to do.

The reward for winning the World Championship has not been claimed yet.

Meng Mo was about to open the system interface, but the phone vibrated again.

"What? King Ning is going to North America? Don't make trouble, this thing is not funny at all...

Um, um, uncle, I see, I'll go back right away. "

When I saw Zangma, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Although the championship rewards given by the system are very generous, Meng Mo is no longer as happy as he imagined.

Especially when it was said that King Ning, Puff, and Nanfeng were about to leave from Zangmakou.

Meng Mo didn't know what to say.

It took a long time for Meng Mo to accept the reality.

Who cares about him!

So what if there are three less people?
Can he still eat hairy pigs?

At dinner time, Meng Meng only read the news.

Just two words - cool!

The headlines on the front pages of major platforms all have huge headlines.

"Two Crowns, IG! "

"IG is the Champion"

"IG dynasty can be expected"

Seeing these titles, Meng Mo felt honored.

Just some hot searches related to him...

Meng Mo felt that he was more or less reserved.

You didn't blow it hard enough, isn't there more for this substitute to counterattack the S crown?

They were both champions of the S competition, and the treatment Jack enjoyed at that time was much better than what he is now.

It's not that it's unfair, anyway, Meng Mo thinks it's not so interesting.

In fact, even if they are all S crown teams, the sense of existence of the champion is also divided into high and low.

Just like the Samsung of the S7 and the Samsung White of the S4, the presence is different.

Don't be dissatisfied, even if Samsung in S7 beats SKT where Lee Sang Hyuk is, it is not as high as Samsung Bai.

Oh, don't get me wrong, it means that the civil war in the final is no better than the foreign war in the final.

S4 Samsung White defeated Puppy and [-]/[-] back then!
Based on this alone, Samsung White's champion is number one in history.

So compared to IG's S game champion in S8, compared with Suning's championship this year, Meng Mo always feels that it is so far behind.

It's the same even if their iG defeated the original historical champion DWG.

But the audience didn't know that DWG's original time and space would win the championship.

In fact, Meng Mo is a little dissatisfied...

All major live broadcast rooms are also following the popularity of IG.

Jin Cuckoo was as happy as if he had won the championship.

Because he had analyzed the match between IG and Suning before the game, and he was still very optimistic about the IG one.

So when IG won the championship, Jin Gugu felt that it was not too much for him to get too hot.

The live broadcast room and the platform know that IG is very popular now.

The replays of the semifinals against DWG and the final against Suning lasted a whole day, and they were hung on the homepage of the live broadcast platform. Even many official media sent their blessings on Weibo.

The card of the champion of the S game is still very ruthless.

The next day, the protagonist in the eyes of the IG crowd was recalled back to the base.

Of course, everyone didn't come to train, but the IG club organized the celebration meeting.

Although there is no such luxury as the NBA championship parade, the bonuses awarded by the club after winning the championship are still very pleasant.

For those who have not experienced the impact of hundreds of thousands of cash, you will never imagine the joy of upgrading the package with cash in the clubhouse.

This feeling of being rich can really stimulate people's desire to win.

That's right, Meng Man was referring to himself.

He made up his mind to make persistent efforts and strive to get the MSI bonus in his hands next year.

After all, winning the MSI championship will also be divided into skins.

what?
MSI also has a skin for winning the championship?

Doesn't that mean that RNG also has a share of skin sales?
That's right, the champion Ruiwen skin and the champion robbery skin are both divided, although they are quite small...

Cough, I feel sorry for the S9 champion FPX, sales are bleak...

Meng Meng felt that he had never been so satisfied in his life, and last night was counted, and he couldn't see anything in the dark.

Why would anyone not like chasing after the game? ?

Isn't this kind of treatment after winning the championship uncomfortable?

Why ruin your reputation for that little spinach black gold?

He even couldn't wait for the new season 2021 to start soon.

He wants to win again with his teammates!
Then, enjoy one more cheer from the audience and fans!

Well, the small money that can be earned by winning professional championships is another motivation for Meng Meng to continue winning.

That night, the IG club executives invited the whole team to a celebration dinner.

Sicong, who hadn't shown up for a long time, also appeared at the dinner.

Although it was a formal dinner, Meng Meng was quite happy without seeing any young models and Internet celebrities.

Meng Meng went for a walk after dinner, and happened to meet Yaqi, an analyst who also came out to breathe.

Looking at each other and smiling, the two walked side by side on the path covered with hoarfrost.

"See? The whole Internet is cheering for us!"

As Yaqi said, she put her arms around Meng Mo's shoulders.

"Uh, I have a girlfriend..."

"I know, both of them~ my sister is married, and I'm not interested in my younger brother. My sister treats you like a brother."

"Yes." Meng Mo nodded.

"Why, don't believe me?"

Meng Meng nodded even more: "Yeah, I believe it, I really believe it."

Yaqi straightened her long hair that was blown by the wind:

"Okay, okay, since we met, let's talk about the business in advance."

"Tell me, I'm listening." Meng Mo moved a little away from Yaqi while walking.

I'm afraid that someone will be photographed and the two little ancestors at home will come back to settle accounts with him.

Yaqi didn't feel that something was wrong, and continued to guide the topic:

"Puff Nanfeng is leaving, do you have any suggestions for reinforcements for the bottom lane next season?"

"Is it the reinforcement of the bottom lane? How should I put it..." Meng Mo hesitated, thinking about how to say that he didn't want to substitute AD.

After all, as long as he doesn't encounter injuries next season, he will definitely be much better than this season.

Playing him as a substitute, more or less nourished my stomach to go to the club, and failed to lift it many times.

"Just tell me, do you think your status will decline next year? If it will decline, then sister..."

"I can, just strengthen the jungler and support positions, um... if possible, go on the road..."

"On the way..."

(End of this chapter)