What is a witch mid laner?

Chapter 2 I'll find someone to hype her up

Hanbok No. [-] definitely took medicine today.

After struggling all night, Zhou Wen found that she still hadn't been able to rank first in Hanbok.

And because her own network is not very good, Zhou Wen has been struggling on the Korean server with a ping of more than 60 to [-], and there will be network fluctuations from time to time, which causes her to occasionally overturn.

But even so, she was very satisfied. With the blessing of copper coins, even though her physical fitness was not as good as before, she still reached a level that was unattainable in the past.

Glancing at the time, it was already seven o'clock in the morning. Although Zhou Wen was also aroused at the moment, she really wanted to kill the first krypton, but there was no way, she was going to make breakfast.

Stretching, Zhou Wen was about to turn off the computer, only to find a private message in her background.

[Green Crescent]: I am really Topball's coach White Crescent, if you don't believe me, you can private message me on Weibo.

The other party sent it at nine o'clock last night, and I didn't notice this private message at all because I was busy scoring points.

Seeing this news now, Zhou Wen also murmured in her heart.

With the mentality of giving it a try, she took out her mobile phone, found White Crescent's Weibo, and sent a message there.

[I am rootless. 】

What Zhou Wen didn't expect was that the other party responded immediately.

[I thought you wouldn't find me and I was about to go to rest!Trust me now? 】

【Um. 】

[Speaking of which, why do you call your nickname Rootless? It sounds like a dharma name? 】

[There are no melons in the rain. 】

【...Okay, how about it, are you interested in coming to me as an analyst. 】

【No. 】

Seeing the other party's decisive reply, Bai Yueya frowned, and was about to ask, when he saw a piece of news that surprised him.

【I want to be a professional, not an analyst. 】

【why? 】

[Because playing professionally makes a lot of money. 】

[Haha, your reason is very real, you are now the second in Hanbok, this strength is not impossible, the main reason is how old are you this year? 】

White Crescent replied, but the speed of reply was obviously much slower.

In fact, after seeing that the other party wants to play professionally, White Crescent's interest is not very high.

He naturally watched a lot of Zhou Wen's live broadcasts, and knew that this was a mid laner.

If it was another position, White Crescent might still be interested, but the mid laner...

My current mid laner is the talented young knight with the name of the golden left hand!In the current LPL, it can be said that he is the only mid laner. Even if the opponent really has potential, he can only serve as a substitute for knight and sit firmly by the water cooler.

And most importantly, the current tes is already a top player in every position, if there is any weak point...

Although Bai Yueya didn't want to admit it, everyone called him a copy ninja, and bp relied on his defense.

Therefore, White Crescent urgently needs to strengthen its coaching staff, and an excellent analyst is the key to breaking the situation.

【18. 】

[Well, you are very young, you can find an opportunity to come to our club for trial training, and you can contact me when the time comes. 】

[There is something I want to say. 】

【you say. 】

White Crescent was already swiping Douyin, getting sleepy, and replying.

[I'm a girl, can I? 】

Seeing the message that popped up on the top of the phone, Bai Yueya was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had read it wrong.

Zhou Wen waited for a long time, but there was no reply from the other side. She was about to get up to make breakfast when she saw a message from her mobile phone.

[Sorry, the club has no plans to train female players for the time being. 】

After getting the expected answer, Zhou Wen felt a little lost, but quickly regained her spirits.

Two bowls of gruel and half a packet of mustard.

This is her and Bao Huiying's breakfast today.

"You girl, didn't you sleep again last night?"

Looking at Zhou Wen who was blowing hot air on herself, Bao Huiying couldn't help but blame her.

"No, I slept soundly last night, and dreamed that you were in good health."

Bao Huiying swallowed a mouthful of porridge, sighed and said:

"Your mouth can lie to me, but your dark circles can't. Girls, you can't stay up late."

"Know it."

The mother and daughter chatted for a while without saying a word. Zhou Wen cleaned up the dishes and sat back at the computer desk.

Seemingly remembering something, she stood up again, went to the bathroom to wipe her face, to make herself look refreshed, smiled at the mirror, and then turned on the computer again.

She switched the [No Root] League of Legends live account back to her own [No Pen] live account, which was just bad money, and stared blankly at the screen.

The road to playing a career seems to be dead.

She consulted with a doctor in Shanghai. If she wants to restore her mother's ability to move, she needs to pay high surgery fees, and the success rate is not high. Afterwards, a lot of money will be spent on recovery and conditioning. Just relying on her live broadcast like this, it is possible in this life. Can't make enough money.

She looked at her live broadcast room, gritted her teeth, and finally made up her mind.

Click on the live broadcast room, and change the name of the room from [No Pen·Come and listen to Yae Shenzi singing] to [No Pen·Yae Miko live broadcast hits the first place in Hanbok].

The moment the live broadcast started, many people flooded in, and they were all fans of her live broadcast account.

[Sister Pen is still so pretty today, look at jio. 】

[Sun Jun, Class [-] and [-], Class [-] and [-], No. [-] Middle School in NJ City launched with his real name. 】

【Brother upstairs, you are faster than Liu Xiang. 】

[Sister Pen, why is the camera so small today? 】

[What does it mean to be number one in Hanbok? 】

Zhou Wen raised her middle finger to the camera.

"I'm playing games today, so I'm all sitting down, I'm not allowed to guide!"

[I Zhuo, sister Bi can still play League of Legends? 】

[What ranks are together, I have a platinum zone, and I will take you to fly! 】

[Hanbok? 】

[I Zhuo, sister pen, where did you borrow the number?Hanbok second? 】

……

The bald man touched his bald head, feeling a little worried.

Xika rubbed her chin and stared at the computer screen without saying a word.

"Recently, the popularity has dropped a bit. We need to make some program effects."

Sika nodded approvingly.

"Que, go and see the female anchor to find material."

"Damn it, find a female anchor to make the show better."

The bald man cursed, but honestly clicked into the face value section.

After watching the posing in several rooms, both the bald man and Sika felt a little boring, and were about to leave, when Sika pointed to the lower right corner and shouted.

"Hey! Look at this!"

"Yae Shenzi's live broadcast hits the first place in Korean server?"

Baldy frowned and nodded in.

"Tuigui, this girl looks so good-looking! She is pure and lustful, and she is also a league anchor."

"It's really Hanbok. I checked just now. As long as her account wins this round, she will be number one in Hanbok."

After Sika finished speaking, the two looked at each other.

In the live broadcast room, Zhou Wen talked about YY's barrage while explaining, and hummed a couple of songs if she had nothing to do.

"Do you believe it?"

Baldy shook his head.

"I do not believe."

"Ayi?"

"I'm Zhuo, isn't the effect of this show coming?"

"The counterfeit fighter is about to go online, brother!"

"Wait," Xika calmed down and analyzed, "This little anchor is not very popular, so it doesn't make much sense."

Baldy clicked his tongue.

"I'll find someone to hype her up."

(End of this chapter)