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Chapter 213 Beep beep beep beep! (Happy New Year’s Eve to everyone!)

Kaohsiung Exhibition Hall.

Backstage lounge.

The final of the 2017 Asian Competition has started for half an hour.

As Song Wen expected, the LCK sent MVP as the first match.

Now the battle between WE and MVP has entered a fierce stage. WE's state still seems to have not adjusted well, but it has improved significantly compared to the group stage period. Although it is currently a small disadvantage, the economy is less than 3,000 behind, and WE is still a late-game lineup, and Xiye even brought out his signature Kassadin, so overall, the situation is quite acceptable.

At this time, the remaining three teams in the LPL have gathered together and are watching WE's game in the lounge.

"As long as Kassadin is level 18, WE still has a great chance of winning."

"Yes, Xiye and 957's performance today was quite stable, and now the MVP is obviously anxious."

Listening to Brother Feng and Tabe's analysis, Abu scoffed a little.

If there is one team among the four teams in the LPL that does not want WE to get a good start, it must be EDG.

Zhizhi poked Song Wen's shoulder with his elbow.

"Brother Wen, stop looking at your phone. MVP is going to attack the dragon."

Song Wen had been holding a mobile phone since the morning, and he was so mysterious that he didn't know what he was looking at.

"Don't make any noise, I'm checking the express delivery."

"It's just a courier, can't we just leave it at the door?"

"You know what the hell, that's a major issue in my life."

Seeing that Song Wen kept showing off his attitude, his curiosity aroused.

"No, Brother Wen, what are you doing during this time? It's always mysterious."

Before coming to participate in the Asian Competition, Song Wen had missed several summer games. After returning, he seemed to be worried and didn't know what he was messing with.

Zhu Kai noticed the conversation between the two and walked over.

"Brother Wen, are you hit?"

Song Wen smiled and shook his phone.

"I've won it a long time ago. The express will arrive today."

Zhu Kai nodded.

"I will say hello to the people at the club. Don't worry, I will ask Xiao Li to go directly to the door to stand guard. I will definitely not lose it to you."

After hearing Zhu Kai's words, Song Wen was very satisfied and patted Zhu Kai's shoulder.

"Xiao Zhu, I am so lucky to have you!"

The posture of the two Riddlers almost made him stick out his tongue and go crazy. Just when he was about to have a seizure, he heard the slightly silent WE voice just now, and suddenly it became noisy.

"I'm so stupid Kandi! Wow! Awesome! You are the Son of the Dragon!!"

"Chasing, chasing, chasing! I can flash forward with R!"

"Look at the ADC!"

"The other side is still waiting for you! Please save me!"

"Hold on, hold on, Xiye has harvested!"

Seeing WE's big dragon team directly reverse the situation, the Hongmi coach excitedly waved his fist.

"Congratulations, a good start!"

Brother Feng opened the champagne at halftime.

After all, as long as WE's lineup doesn't suffer from a serious illness, it's basically impossible to be overturned after this wave.

Tabe also stood up and clapped his hands.

"Then our Snake team will play first in the next game. I think the boys can prepare for it."

Everyone in the Snake Team stood up one after another and stood in a row.

Brother Feng said with a smile: "Are you so anxious? I guess we have to wait for the next wave to end."

Zhu Kai smiled and said:

"That's almost it. We need to do some stretching first."

"Stretching?"

Brother Feng looked at the five Snake Team members gathered together with a blank look on his face, and suddenly found that Brother Crystal was still sitting there without moving.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that a strange person had slipped into the Snakes' starting lineup.

Brother Holy Gun.

"Huh? Is Brother Holy Spear starting today? Then black is..."

Song Wen grinned, showing his bright white front teeth: "Brother, I will assist Pupu today."

If we face KT in the next game, then the focus of this game is far from simply winning.

But to defeat KT’s pilot and mata in the bottom lane!

Only in this way can Pupu be completely proud and satisfied, thus resolving the knot in his heart.

Tabe and others naturally understood Song Wen's thoughts.

Pupu is indeed very strong, but long-term drinking will always have very bad effects on the body, such as neurological slowness, which is very fatal for e-sports players.

Moreover, Song Wen transferred to support. Once he loses the game, it is conceivable that Heizi will completely usher in spring, and Song Wen will always be labeled as an arrogant maniac.

Everyone in the Snake Team had been with Song Wen for so long and knew Song Wen's temperament, so they didn't try to persuade Song Wen. They just silently engraved the word "great" on Song Wen's face.

Seeing Song Wen's face now is equivalent to seeing the great Benda.

After the person involved, Pu Pu, learned that Song Wen was going to help him, he burst into tears all night long.

Hearing Song Wen's words at this time, Abu suddenly became interested and said in a strange way:

"Hey, some people are so swollen that they even run to support. Do you really think you won't lose?"

"Have you ever had an affair with an old woman like you? Are you the village committee aunt?"

Seeing Song Wen scolding him for his sore points as soon as he opened his mouth, Abu was very angry.

"Do you think so many of us are here to play house with you? This is the Asian Competition! Do you take the honor of our LPL seriously?"

After Abu shouted loudly, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at the camera that had been recording nearby.

Seeing that the camera was still flashing red, Abu smiled with satisfaction and saw Song Wen take out his mobile phone again.

A high-pitched voice came from the phone.

"What does the honor of LPL have to do with us?"

Abu's expression changed.

"Camera master, what you just said was not captured in the picture, right?"

The cameraman looked strange, pointed at his camera, and made a mouth gesture.

"The live broadcast..."

Abu was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted and patted his chest.

"That's okay, WE's not over yet, and we can't put the mirror on our side now..."

He turned around and found that in the live broadcast, the scene of the base explosion had been frozen for who knows how long!

Abu's face turned pale: "It's over? The game is over? Why so fast!"

Brother Feng's face looked a little embarrassed: "Well, WE just grabbed the Baron, and MVP was anxious and wanted to pick up the team, so he was immediately beaten."

They just saw Abu and Song Wen quarreling again, so they muted their voices in order to be able to eat in peace.

Abramovich, who did not watch the live broadcast, had no idea that the game had ended long ago.

At this time, Abu came back to his senses, and felt a thump in his heart. Seeing that the cameraman seemed to have finally finished shooting, and probably cut the screen, he walked over and asked tremblingly:

"Master, what did you take just now?"

The cameraman looked strange and pointed at the TV.

"If you switch to the live broadcast platform, the live broadcast will be delayed for five minutes and you can see it right away."

After hearing the words about the camera, Zhu Kai directly picked up the remote control and switched to the live broadcast platform.

The game they just watched was in real time, with no commentary and no transitions, but the live broadcast platform would have it for the audience.

By the time Zhu Kai switched the screen to live broadcast, the three commentators in the commentary box were already reviewing WE's game.

The three commentators were all smiling, obviously very happy because the LPL got a good start.

"Okay, let's take a short break and we'll start the second match soon!"

As Miller's voice fell, the screen entered the commercial break.

Abu lowered his head and glanced at the time. He saw that five minutes had passed since the dispute between him and Song Wenqi, and the advertisement was still playing on the screen, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could even breathe out, the screen turned and he went directly to the LPL lounge.

Abu was stunned, his eyes widened, and he heard his sharp voice coming from the screen.

"To put it bluntly, what does the honor of LPL have to do with us EDG?!"

Later, the director seemed to realize the live broadcast accident and quickly cut the screen back to the advertisement.

But Abu’s words were clearly broadcast in the global live broadcast!

In less than a second, the advertising screen in the live broadcast was no longer visible.

Because the overwhelming screen is full of question marks!

【? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[No, what was that that flashed by just now? 】

[What does the honor of LPL have to do with us EDG? 】 【Rough! Who the hell said that? 】

[Gou Ba has a eunuch-like voice, who else could it be besides Dead Sister Bu? ! 】

[What does EDG mean? If they don't want to fight, just get out! 】

[I was really shocked. I knew EDG was shameless, but I didn’t expect it to be so disgusting. 】

[Guodian is awesome! Damn sister Bu is awesome! 】

[Damn sister Bu, I’ll fuck your mother! ! ! 】

The barrage attack immediately stunned all EDG members in the lounge.

Abu's face turned red, and he screamed and rushed forward to fight Song Wen, but was pulled back directly by the factory director.

"Promise! Let me go, I will beat this person to death today!"

The factory director also became a little angry when he saw the hysterical Abu.

After all, Abu's recording just now can be said to have directly dragged EDG into the abyss.

Seeing Abu who was still trying to rush forward, the factory director let go of his hand indifferently and said calmly:

"He has learned Sanda."

The dead sister Bu paused and gritted her teeth.

"Song Wen, just wait for me, you will definitely pay the price."

Faced with Abu's provocation, Song Wen spread his hands: "You want Song Wen to pay the price, what does it have to do with me, Black?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved at Abu.

"Come here."

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop arguing and finish the game first."

The good old brother Feng ran out again and became a peacemaker.

The director also ran over in a hurry at this time, looked at the confrontation between Abu and Song Wen, and said:

"Have you taken care of it? We're about to go on stage!"

Abu was still about to speak when he heard his cell phone ringing.

He glanced at the incoming call notification, turned his face aside, picked up the phone and walked towards the corner.

"Boss... no, please listen to my explanation..."

Abu's voice faded away.

Song Wen clapped his hands.

"Okay, brothers, get ready to play,"

The director looked at Song Wen and asked:

"Can we shoot now?"

"OK, no problem, just shoot. I'm here to bring some relief to the LPL audience."

The director didn't understand the meaning of Song Wen's words and nodded towards the cameraman.

"Get ready, three two one!"
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LGD player seats.

Wei Shen watched the live broadcast with envy.

Originally, I shouldn't be sitting here, but should be in Gaoxiong and win glory for the LPL in the Asian Competition.

As a result, now poof, I have become the dean of LGD.

"Oh, it would be great if I could be with Brother Wen."

Wei Shen sighed.

After all, Song Wen's temperament is so trouble-making that even if you are by Song Wen's side, you can eat as much as you want.

In the scene that flashed just now, it was obvious that Abu was confronting Song Wen.

I don’t know what inspired Abu to say such outrageous things in front of the camera.

EDG's current public relations staff are probably no longer sweating it out, but want to retire and return home.

"This is Brother Wen, a genius!"

Wei Shen sighed again and saw that the commercial finally ended and the live broadcast came to the LPL lounge.

With sharp eyes, he immediately spotted Brother Holy Spear standing behind Song Wen. Before he could realize who was missing, he heard a piece of music suddenly playing!

Wei Shen's tiger body trembled and his eyes widened in disbelief.

The exciting music rang in Wei Shen's ears, making people's blood boil instantly!

[The red flag is waving! The bugle sounds! 】

[The sword has been unsheathed, thunder and lightning flash! 】

[When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins. 】

【go ahead. 】

【go ahead. 】

【go ahead! 】

【go ahead! 】

Before Wei Shen could recover from the shock, he saw Song Wen standing in the front row suddenly taking out a Charge from behind!

He took a deep breath, picked up the charge horn and blew it.

[Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep! 】

[Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep! 】

In the live broadcast room, the netizens who had just been indignantly scolding EDG for being traitors suddenly felt like they were about to grow a second brain.

【ah? ? ? ? ? 】

【Not buddy! It’s so embarrassing (not) burning! ! 】

[As soon as the charge sounded, it started! 】

[Look at the Snake Team, then look at Guodian, let’s judge! 】

[Who says abstract patriotism is not patriotism? 】

[Come on, Snake Team! ! ! 】

【broken! My brother's blood is boiling! 】

[In order to fight against the outside world, we must first secure the inside. I suggest that the Snake Team kill Han Dian first. 】

[I cried, brothers put positive energy on the public screen! 】

Wei Shen opened his mouth wide, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He touched his somewhat hot face and felt a little emotional.

Fortunately, I didn't join the Snake Team in the first place.

His talent is indeed inferior.
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Staff access.

The cameraman covered his ears, but finally couldn't help himself and pushed Zhu Kai aside.

"Brother, we are no longer live broadcasting."

Hearing the cameraman's words, Zhu Kai nodded.

"You told me earlier, I'm still tired from carrying it."

As he spoke, he turned off the large stereo half a man's height in his hand, put it on the ground, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Then he took the charge from Song Wen and handed the two bottles of milk and Coke he was carrying into Song Wen's hands.

Looking at the team members walking past him, Zhu Kai was keenly aware that the camera's light was on again and it was shooting at the team members.

He silently moved two steps and came within the scope of the camera lens, and there was a snap!

The heels of his leather shoes made a crisp clashing sound. Zhu Kai stood up straight, looked at the members of the Snake Team walking towards the stage, and stood behind him to salute a standard military salute.

"Everyone! The martial arts will be prosperous!"

In the live broadcast room, the barrage instantly stopped.

[Xiao Zhu, who retreated behind the scenes, finally found an opportunity to show his abstract soul. 】

[Are there any programs? ! 】

[It’s so scary. How can these people hold on so well? 】

[It’s time to get rid of feces, the abstraction has begun to spread from person to person, cherish life and stay away from the snake team! 】

　It's almost a new year.

　　I'm going to have New Year's Eve dinner tonight. I don't know if I still have time to update. I'll see what happens then.

　　Everyone should be on holiday. I hope everyone can have a happy New Year.

　　Happy New Year’s Eve to everyone!

　　Happy New Year’s Eve to everyone!

　　Happy New Year’s Eve to everyone! ! !

　　

　

(End of this chapter)