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Chapter 229 @仁明佳, what are you barking at?
"Awen, look, I spared your life just now, why are you rushing up to kill me again! Galen needs to use his Q skill first and then use his big move! Your big move even hit my Yasuo. Once the shield is on, there will be no blood deduction at all!"

Song Wen looked at the gray computer screen and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Is that so... I saw other people playing this game. I thought it was quite simple, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult to get started."

Liu Xinjian, who was watching at the side with a serious look on her face, said:

"Xunzi said: Therefore, if you don't climb a high mountain, you don't know how high the sky is; if you don't go to a deep stream, you don't know how thick the earth is. Therefore, there is still a big gap between fantasy and actual operation."

Gao Jianlin controlled Yasuo to slide between the soldiers a few more times before reluctantly putting down the mouse.

"Actually, this can't be blamed on Awen. After all, it's the first time to play, and it's already pretty good."

He stood up, stretched his back in a pretentious manner, and said:

"In that case, I will temporarily take the position of the boss from now on. Xiao Zhou will be the second eldest son, Awen will be the third eldest son, and Yixiu will be the fourth eldest son. After half a year, we will hold another election, and then the capable person will take the position. !”

Song Wen responded with a smile, stood up and returned the laptop to Zhou Wen. When he turned his head, he found that Zhu Kai had come back at some point and was looking at him with a puzzled face.

"Brother Wen, you..."

Zhu Kai couldn't understand.

He came back when a few people just started playing solo.

After figuring out the situation, he was still thinking that this matter was serious. The first day of reporting, Brother Wen had to pretend to be big.

What I never expected was that instead of pretending to be big, Song Wen actually acted big.

That Gao Jianlin was a bronze nursery, and the other Zhou Wen was a beginner, but Song Wen lost both.

Seeing that Zhu Kai was about to speak, Song Wen quickly stood up and pulled Zhu Kai outside.

"It's not Brother Wen, why have you changed now? Why don't you even pretend to be cool?"

Song Wen frowned after hearing Zhu Kai's words.

"It's smaller, the layout is smaller."

He sighed with a deep look on his face: "It's rare to have such a pure land. I just want to get along with them as an ordinary person."

Zhu Kai looked at Song Wen blankly, and finally understood. After Song Wen pulled a big penis on his head in public, he specially put a big penis on him in private.

"Okay, okay, on this sacred campus, I just want to be an ordinary philosopher. You can leave as soon as possible."

Song Wen pushed and kicked Zhu Kai away. When he returned to the dormitory, he saw Gao Jianlin bragging proudly.

"To be honest, I have been playing this game for several years, so being the boss this time does give me some advantages. But don't be discouraged. I am a person who is just one word. Let's play together from now on. If you don't understand anything, Ask me, I’ll teach you how to do it!”

Liu Xinjian adjusted her glasses and said:

"Although I have never played, I watched a game with my cousin during the summer vacation. Through comparison, I feel that your strength is not very strong. And I just checked online. Your rank level is Bronze. This It is the lowest in League of Legends. I don’t mean to offend you, but Hegel said that only those who lie in the pit and never look up will never get ahead. I I think that instead of learning from you, it’s better to watch more competitions and teaching videos.”

After hearing Liu Xinjian's words, Gao Jianlin was silent for a moment.

"What you said makes sense. But you have to know that Lu Xun said that you can't look at things just by looking at their surface. You only saw my bronze logo, but you didn't know that I once coached a professional player, and now That player became famous in the professional circle because of my words."

Liu Xinjian frowned: "Lu Xun probably never said this..."

"That's not the point," Gao Jianlin interrupted without blushing, "The point is that I coached a professional player."

Zhou Wen was quite interested in Gao Jianlin's words, with a smile on his face. He didn't know whether he was deliberately teasing or asking seriously.

"Who?"

Gao Jianlin smiled mysteriously, with a serious look on his face.

"black!"

Song Wen, who was about to lie down on the bed and prepare to rest, heard Gao Jianlin's words and sat up again with an anti-gravity maggot squirm.

Good guy, you even ate melon on your own head!

The noise made by Song Wen caught Gao Jianlin's attention and he asked:
"Awen knows black?"

Song Wen smiled awkwardly: "I know, black, black."

There was a look of disgust on Gao Jianlin's face: "What's black? That's someone's professional ID. Black is my cousin's classmate. My cousin and I went online before, and he followed behind me. I watched him play Riven, and it was so awesome that he was shaking his head. I really couldn’t stand it, so I gave him a few pointers. Guess what? He’s playing professionally now, and I heard he’s very good at it. !”

After saying that, he added: "He has always been very grateful to me. He always said that without me, he would not be where he is today. Even now, if he occasionally has any problems in understanding the game, he will come to me to discuss it."

Listening to Gao Jianlin's words, Song Wen's face became increasingly weird.

I know Black, but I don’t know Song Wen, nor what I look like.

Cloud audience!

But what shocked Song Wen was that Liu Xinjian and Zhou Wen on the side had already picked up their mobile phones and even spoke.

“Black, professional League of Legends player, top laner of Snake Esports Club, Father, the world’s number one top laner, 2017 League of Legends LPL Spring Championship MVP, 2017 Mid-Season Championship overall championship MVP, 2017 Asia Competition Championship MVP, whose real name is Song..."

Liu Xinjian's tone paused, and after a brief moment of confusion, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Song Wen.

Zhou Wen on the other side also clearly saw the relevant information and turned his head at the same time.

Gao Jianlin saw that the two people looked abnormal and subconsciously glanced at Liu Xinjian's mobile phone.

He didn't see the text on the phone clearly, but saw the photo of Song Wen holding a cup.

"Yes, yes, this is the comparison, black!"

After he finished speaking subconsciously, he was stunned for a moment and hissed, feeling that something was not quite right.

Following the gazes of Liu Xinjian and Zhou Wen, he slowly turned his head and looked at Song Wen.

Gao Jianlin frowned.

"Hey, no, buddy! I found... you look a bit like that black guy!"

Song Wen spread his hands in embarrassment. He didn't expect that he would drop them as soon as he arrived at Ma's house. He said casually:

"Really? Maybe it's because I have a more popular face."

Gao Jianlin frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded: "It does have some public face."

He turned around and saw Liu Xinjian and Zhou Wen still looking at Song Wen in a daze, and burst out laughing.

"No, what are you two looking at! You don't think Song Wen is black, do you?"

Liu Xinjian looked at Gao Jianlin with a complicated expression: "Why not?"

"No," Gao Jianlin seemed to have heard a big joke, "It's not the boss who said that about you. Now I really doubt your IQ. How did you get admitted to Capital Normal University? This is our school? He is a bad game player. , I sit there and play games every day. Internet-addicted boy, do you think you can get into our school and be our classmates? Besides, it’s not like you haven’t seen Awen’s skill in playing games just now. If he is black, then I am white. Got it!"

After hearing Gao Jianlin's words, Song Wen was finally convinced that this kid really didn't know much about the alliance circle.

He may not even know what white means in League of Legends.

It's shit.

Song Wen stood up, walked to a few people, looked down, and pretended to be surprised.

"Hey, Black really looks a bit like me!"

Liu Xinjian and Zhou Wen looked at each other and silently turned off their phones.

"Hegel said that everything that exists is naturally rational..."

Hearing Liu Xinjian talking to herself mindlessly, Gao Jianlin patted Song Wen on the shoulder.

"Brother, although you two look similar, you are much better than black. If you follow my example, you may not be able to play games as well as black in the future. But black can't. He is just a bad gamer. Si, your attainments in philosophy are at a level that he will never be able to reach in his life."
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Song Wenzheng lived in harmony with his roommates and started a wonderful military training life in college. However, on the Internet, the topic about where the gangsters went has been on the hot search list for three days.

Angry fans rushed to Song Wen's Weibo and Snake Team's official Weibo to ask questions, saying they wanted to know where the hacker had gone.

Many fans even said that they have already started to humanize Song Wen.

And many thoughtful mother fans have reasonably concluded that the Snake Team has hidden Song Wen through various clues.

In fact, there is no conflict between Song Wen's time and the upcoming schedule.

For the sake of ratings, the LPL originally scheduled all Snakes games during prime time on weekends.

It was because of the start of school and military training that Song Wen missed one game.

Unexpectedly, just because he missed a game, he caused such a big disturbance. After all, for LPL fans, they need Song Wen so much.

Song Wen has become their most important spiritual food and the last hope of LPL.

This year's global finals will be held in the Bird's Nest in the capital, and the significance of this is undoubtedly extremely important.

For LPL fans, they naturally don't want anything to go wrong as they approach the World Championship.

The LPL has never won a championship, but if it can win the championship in the Bird's Nest this year, the haze of previous losses in the past years will be swept away!

snake esports club.

Zhu Kai sighed, looked at Tabe who looked helpless, and said:

"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have said anything about the impact on my studies. I just said Brother Wen had groin inflammation and rested for a week, and it wouldn't have caused such a big publicity."

tabe sighed:

"That's what I say, but with Brother Wen's current popularity, do you think that even if we don't tell him, sooner or later he will be found out where he is studying in college, and then he will be known as deceiving fans."

After hearing Tabe's words, Zhu Kai scratched his head helplessly.

"To be honest, I heard that he was admitted to college before. During the intercontinental competition, he said that the admission notice had arrived. I thought it was a junior college or something, but he actually got admitted to Capital Normal University, which shocked me. But The same goes for Brother Wen. Why did he go to college? It’s not time for him to think about his life after retirement. How long has he been playing professionally? Or is it just to pretend to be big? "

"I know this," Zhi Zi ran over and said with a proud look, "Brother Wen told me before..."

He paused, tried hard to recall, and said stutteringly:

"What he was talking about at that time...yes! He said he wanted to save the female university!"

Tabe frowned: "Are you sure that's what he said?"

Brother Shuijing also came over and cursed: "You kid, if Brother Wen isn't around, you're going to do all the black stuff behind your back, right? Who doesn't know that Brother Wen practices boy kung fu? Hei Yehei is more decent."

His posture was criticized by the two people and he became less confident: "I remember, it seems to be something like this... right?"

"Okay, okay," Zhu Kai pushed the posture and the chair aside, "You guys, get ready, the playoffs are tonight. Brother Wen should be arriving soon. I will pick him up at the high-speed rail station."
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"Awen, the military training has just ended. If you don't practice your game during the weekend, where will you go?"

As soon as Gao Jianlin opened League of Legends, he saw Song Wen carrying a backpack and heading out, so he asked.

Song Wen smiled and responded casually: "Go home."

"Look, it's not what the boss said about you. You are already a college student. Don't go home on weekends. Grow up!"

After hearing Gao Jianlin's earnest education, Song Wen was not angry, but just shrugged helplessly.

After getting along with him for a week, he also knew that apart from being too pretentious, Gao Jianlin was quite a nice person.

Perhaps in order to be the boss, he bought pulses for everyone in the dormitory every day during the military training. The chubby Zhou Wen fainted from heatstroke. Without saying a word, Zhou Wen, who weighed more than 170 kilograms, ran half way through the school to the school doctor's office, and even He helped Liu Xinjian sew the holes in her socks and showed off her sewing skills.

Except for himself, Song Wen doesn't like people who hold cups.

But for someone like Gao Jianlin, who was so willing and dedicated without regrets in order to fill the cup, Song Wen could only give him respect.

Zhou Wen and Liu Xinjian were obviously exhausted from a week of military training, but they still had their heads exposed from the top bunk.

"Brother Wen, are you going out?"

"Well, let's go home."

Song Wen responded, walked out of the dormitory and closed the door. Gao Jianlin's confused voice could still be vaguely heard.

"It's strange, why do you two always call Brother Awenwen? I, the boss, don't even have the face..."

Song Wen got on the school bus and rushed to the high-speed rail station. He put away his luggage and took a rest with his eyes closed.

This week's military training has gone quite smoothly, perhaps because I wear camouflage uniforms and hats every day. So far, no one in the school has recognized me.

Except for his two roommates.

Liu Xinjian and Zhou Wen actually checked their information on the Internet and knew their real names and place of origin. If they still treat this as a coincidence like Gao Jianlin, then they are really abstracting from philosophy.

However, apart from calling themselves Brother Wen, the two of them had no special changes in other aspects.

After all, Liu Xinjian and Zhou Wen didn't understand the alliance circle before. To them, they were just like people who don't pay attention to the entertainment industry when they see an idol. They were surprised that such a person would be by their side, but they didn't care too much.

In their minds, Song Wen only has two general labels: he is very good at playing games, and he makes a lot of money playing games.

After all, they have just started to come into contact with League of Legends, and they may not even feel the charm of this game, let alone the charm of the game.

As for his good big brother in the dormitory, Song Wen can only wish him a happy time in Arkham.

When they arrived at the station, Zhu Kai had already been waiting outside, dragging Song Wen all the way to the main square and straight to the lounge.

As Song Wen walked, he took out his cell phone and glanced at the message.

Along the way, he basically took a nap without looking at his phone. Only now did he realize that there was someone @ in the class group at the university.

Song Wen clicked in casually, jumped to @his own message, and found that it was an @ from everyone, and the person who sent the message was Gao Jianlin from his dormitory.

[@Everyone, classmates, the military training is over. If any of our brothers in the 0135 platoon want to run for military training model, you can come to me to apply. 】

During military training, Gao Jianlin volunteered to be the platoon leader of their phalanx, and he was also the acting class committee member in the class.

Seeing Gao Jianlin's message, Song Wen didn't pay much attention to it. Just as he was about to turn off his phone, his eyes happened to catch a glimpse of a large reply below.

He was stunned for a moment, and the harsh vocabulary made him couldn't help but read it carefully.

Ren Miaojia: [Hello to the 22 males in the class. This mainly refers to the ones that can send messages in the notification group. I hope that you, 0135, will not send your messages in the class notification group. After all, there are still four of us girls. Thank you. You can create a group of your own and chat in it instead of taking up resources so that I can see the little red dot on QQ and click on something that has nothing to do with me. The class group is a class group. It is a place where messages that need to be known to all twenty-six of us are sent out. It is not your 0135 group. Thank you. 】

Looking at this large list of news, Song Wen was stunned for a moment.

Good guy, isn’t this a female boxer?
Originally there were quite a few girls in the philosophy department, but I don't know why there were only four girls in their class, out of a total of 26 students, 22 boys.

In this military training, the twenty-two boys were assigned to one square formation, and the four girls were arranged to other square formations.

Unexpectedly, the poor big brother, in a group of twenty-six people, sent a message to notify twenty-two people, and was immediately punched!

And below, someone quickly responded.

[Is this a mess? 】

Ren Miaojia: [I’m serious, I really think you guys are annoying, is it none of my business? 】

[Wouldn’t it be better if you create your own gay group without boys? Or it’s best to keep the message private. 】

Scroll down further, and Song Wen saw that classmate Ren Miaojia, whom he had never met before, broke through the defense and directly initiated the voice bar.

Ren Miaojia: "As for the class group, please tell me to put on DND? Is it up to you? Are you fucking boys mean? You must be sick!"

I don’t know why, but this classmate Ren Miaojia may have an endocrine disorder. The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he started screaming at the top of his lungs.

"I am your mother! I am XXXX, XXX."

[One message can reach 80% of notifications, so don’t create another group and send it separately. Can't we understand each other? 】

Ren Miaojia: "Sorry, I can't, because I think all men are idiots. Are men worthy of being human?"

Song Wen walked into the lounge while listening to the voice.

The sharp cry quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Zhi Zhi was the first to come up and take a look, his face full of disbelief.

"Brother Wen, is this what a female university is like?"

Song Wen was silent for a moment.

Originally he didn't want to get involved in this matter.

But look, what a bad influence this stupid bitch has had on young kids who haven't gone to college!

How cruel this is to children who are pure and kind at heart, think that college is about teaching and educating people, and are full of yearning!
He picked up the phone and pressed the record button.

"What the hell are you barking at? Are you acting like a spoiled brat with the twenty-two men in the group?"

@人梦佳.

(End of this chapter)